Having a map on our camera for directions to our hostel in Istanbul (rather than constantly buy maps, we take a photo of a map with our camera, sometimes of the cities and sometimes of the entire country, and can zoom in. Maybe not the best way, but it works), we started riding from the ferry just as the sun was setting. We had about 45 minutes to find our way through a new city, which in the past has shown to be a bit difficult. Maybe it's the lack of maps? To our surprise, and possibly the first time ever, we found the hostel relatively easily, only getting lost once, and using the help from two friendly locals. The hostel was quaint and was chosen mainly because trip advisor gave it great reviews; friendly staff, cheap and clean. We knew our room was going to be exceptionally small, but man oh man, this room was tiny. The girl working the desk suggested we keep our bikes on the roof, but we (Ryan) had to clean and break them down to checked baggage size for our flight to Australia. This room was small onto itself, but adding our bikes and luggage left us literally no room to walk besides the one step it took from our door to the bed.
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