Today we walked and walked and walked. Through New Town with its clothing shops, cafes, and trinket sellers, then down one of the main boulevards, taking the long way to the tomb on the west side of the city. They're very big on security there, with bag x-rays almost a kilometre away at the gate and military personnel guarding the start. There's 40-ton cenotaph inside (the man is buried underneath the whole thing, not in that slab of stone) and a museum telling you everything that you might want to know about Mustafa Kemal Atatürk. Some of his achievements really were astounding when you think about it - the whole nation learned a new way to write under him and he altered the way everyone dressed within a few years (through laws), just to name a few ways - though at times it seemed like they were writing everything possible down about him at every moment. Still, an enlightening visit.