Anzac Day is an important day in the Australian (and New Zealand) calendar.
This day celebrates the lives and sacrifices of all the young men and women who travelled to Gallipoli and other places throughout the world to fight in various wars over the course of our short history as a nation.
We could write from here to Kingdom Come about the virtues of war but the point is that these men and women served their country with pride and many gave the ultimate sacrifice - their lives.
As the message reads on the ribbon in the photo:
They gave up their tomorrows
So we can have our todays
LEST WE FORGET
So it was that Samantha and I, having travelled all the way to Istanbul, decided to take a journey to Gallipoli to honour the Australian and New Zealanders who had indeed, given up their tomorrows.
On a personal note, my Great Uncle had served his country at Gallipoli as a military ambulanceman and stretcher bearer. Whilst he was fortunate and didn't die at Gallipoli, he was awarded a military medal - something that whilst I did not know my Great Uncle, makes me very proud.
At any rate, travelling to Gallipoli makes you proud to be Australian (or a Kiwi I imagine).
It's a very quiet and peaceful place now, a far cry from the events of 1915 and it has to be said, a fitting resting place for the brave men who were killed there.
The Turkish guide on our tour was very informative and his explanations detailed many stories of bravery and sacrifice made on both sides, as both the Turks and Australians were essentially fighting for other countries.
Significantly, there is no animosity between the nations now - as you can see from the quote spoken by Turkey's President Ataturk.
The landing place for the Australians, now named Anzac Cove has been eroded as the sandy beach is now rather narrow, whereas in 1915 it was quite a wide beach. It is well documented that it was a daft place to land and being there reinforces this as the hills immediately above the beach are very steep, offering an easy opportunity for the Turkish forces to fire at the Australians.
How they made it to the top of the hill is pretty impressive actually - such is the steepness and difficulty involved.
At the top of the hill are the remains of trenches and communication tunnels. 
It was a futile waste of lives, but a significant part of Australia and New Zealand's history and as mentioned, travelling to Gallipoli does make you proud to be Australian.
