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... the bride and groom would escape, full on fireworks blasting at our open window. Turks. I've never met so many pushy but polite people before. They'll come at you walking on the sidewalk but if you don't back off, often a hand will be extended and the stranger will say "please" instructing you to pass. Almost everyone was accommodating no matter how little English they spoke. We learned very quickly that "turn left" doesn't mean left necessarily. Watch for ...
... us fear and lead us through our fears and our hunger towards reward. A holy man who discards the evidence of science and won't tolerate questioning by any one. A leader who can dismantle the national media. Silence his own party members. A mullah, no, wait, a prime minister called the Harper. Alas I digress but our own political situation is no more secure than Turkey's. Don't think for a minute Canada couldn't be thrown into dictatorship. Chile ...
... we are staying). The first activity on this stop was lunch! We ate a buffet of chicken shish kebab and lots of mezze dishes. A highlight was a delicious tomato and aubergine dish. We ate sitting right next to the river Turkish floor seats suspended above the river on a wooden scaffold. The sun was beating down as the clear water flowed past – very atmospheric. After lunch we went for a walk in the gorge to another waterfall. A common theme throughout the day, ...
... and a round of showers, we divided up into two groups to go by dingy into town. The first group headed in and after about 20 minutes we were on our way. Or... were we? Apparently the dingy ran over its own rope, tangled in the motor, and after the captains repeated attempts to get it started again, the engine flooded. Six of us plus two crew members were floating out in the bay... eventually, a couple people grabbed the oars and we headed back to the boat as the shore was ...
... of pie. The night came to a head with a Turkish folk song jam session and I pulled out my banjo in an attempt to join in, which didn't work well, but was fun anyway.
Sinan taught us Thai massage over the course of a week and we embraced a glass of early morning salep, almost like eggnog but made out of orchid roots. We tied grape vines and dug holes for pomegranate trees, juggled oranges and hauled 40 ...