Travel Documentary - English Female 35-54

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on the Bosporus, there are birds which the Turks call lost souls as they are never at rest. They're always on the wing like stormy petrels, flying swift and low, just skimming the waters, yet darting like arrows as if seeking for something which they could not find on land or sea. This spirit of unrest sometimes enters into other wanderers than those of the air. One feels it strongly as he comes to the end of one continent and cast off for another as he leaves the firm, familiar ground and sails away to the distant and the unknown. So felt a couple of travelers who had left America to go around the world, and after six months in europe were now to push on to the farthest east. It was an autumn afternoon near the close of the year 1875 that they left constantinople and sailed down the Marmara and through the Dardanelles.