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... are a lot of cars winding their way up & down. Curiosity gets the better of us and we follow the crowd. They are all heading to a natural source of cool mountain water. They fill containers with the water to use for their pre prayer ablutions. Apparently this is a particular tradition during Ramadan.
*We continue up amongst the dormant snow canons & chair lifts to a little hillside village from where there are lovely views ...
... a permanent fixture all the way to our hotel. He smelled like a goat herder. But then again, Dave smells like a German since he ran our of deodorant.
We still had an empty seat when we saw another guy hitching and picked up him up too. He was slightly more talkative but, apart from the "Salaam Alaikum", they didn't speak to each other. He seemed to like America and Obama and was less impressed with Bush. We went ...
... girl with
brown hair! but a r edhead's attitude. She's holding a broom. She
doesn't see me. She goes into my building.
I follow her inside. But, I can't find her. I look for an elevator.
It takes me a long time, but I finally find one. I go up towards my
floor, but the elevator doesn't stop. It keeps going, and it becomes
smaller, and very hot. I can't get out. I'm trapped.
Walker believed some ...
... br> Another Georgian said his country's Armenian population wanted to claim the land they'd moved to. They said, "This is OUR land." He contrasted them with his country's past Jewish population. The Jews had said, "This is our MOTHERLAND."
Not far from southern Georgia and its large Armenian population, an elderly man gave me a ride in northeastern Turkey. He said:
There had been many Turks living in ...
... winding, cobblestone street. Shiny, copper items on display outside all the shops. A mosque to one side. Huge snowflakes dotting the air. A woman in a niqab. A man carrying a newly-bought carpet over his shoulder, accompanied by his wife. It was a dark, coppery snow-globe.
I returned to the Rustempasha Kervansarayi and walked behind it, in the direction of the Erzurum Castle. Away from the well-to-do, commercial streets, the ...