Eastern Turkey

Mersin, sea-side

Mersin, sea-side

Mersin, jetty at sunset

Mersin, jetty at sunset

Inspired musician in Mersin

Inspired musician in Mersin

The

The "Girl's castle" in Kızkalesi

(the "boys castle" nearby is in ruins)

In Diyarbakır

In Diyarbakır

Back street in Diyarbakır

Back street in Diyarbakır

Flying bread dough in Diyarbakır

Flying bread dough in Diyarbakır

Old city center, Diyarbakır

Old city center, Diyarbakır

Colors on the wall, Diyarbakır

Colors on the wall, Diyarbakır

The only square minaret I've seen in Turkey (Diyarbakır)

The only square minaret I've seen in Turkey (Diyarbakır)

Inside the Armenian Church, Diyarbakır

Inside the Armenian Church, Diyarbakır

Sumac

Sumac

Coffee cup in Artvin

Coffee cup in Artvin

Artificial lake on the way to Tunceli (Darsim)

Artificial lake on the way to Tunceli (Darsim)

On the ferry, crossing the lake

On the ferry, crossing the lake

On the way to Tunceli

On the way to Tunceli

On the way to Tunceli (Darsim)

On the way to Tunceli (Darsim)

On the way to Trabzon

On the way to Trabzon

We got too late to the lake...

We got too late to the lake...

Mersin, sea-sideMersin, jetty at sunsetInspired musician in Mersin(the "boys castle" nearby is in ruins)In DiyarbakırBack street in DiyarbakırFlying bread dough in DiyarbakırOld city center, DiyarbakırColors on the wall, DiyarbakırThe only square minaret I've seen in Turkey (Diyarbakır)Inside the Armenian Church, DiyarbakırSumacCoffee cup in ArtvinArtificial lake on the way to Tunceli (Darsim)On the ferry, crossing the lakeOn the way to TunceliOn the way to Tunceli (Darsim)On the way to TrabzonWe got too late to the lake...

After Cappadocia, we (Alfie, Küç and I) started to travel around Eastern Turkey. We crossed the country from south (Mersin) to north (Trabzon), where we needed to go to get our visas for Iran. Doing so, we crossed “Kurdistan”. Just the word “Kurdistan” is very very controversial. If you talk to Turkish people, they will tell you it’s not a thing, not a place. We got very passionate or kind reaction from truck drivers and drivers in general, depending mostly on their being, well, Turk or Kurd. My favourite being “I’m Turk, but you know, Turk, Kurd, it doesn’t matter, it’s all the same, we are all brothers”, that we did get, sometimes… The towns and cities often have two names: the Kurd one, and the official Turkish one. But even though the official one has been around for quite long now, people, at least Kurd people, tend to still use the Kurdish name. You even have to be careful which one you choose to use, if you don’t want to upset anybody…

In Diyarbakır, we had the impression that we were the only tourists around. I believe that we actually were the only western tourists. I took a picture for a couple whose camera was in Arabic, so I believe there were others tourists, but from further East, so they blended in more easily… Eastern Turkey left quite an impression on me. The rides, the landscapes, have been absolutely amazing, the people extremely kind, helpful and generous. And the little very green mountains covered in tea plantations, in the Black Sea Region, so beautiful…

But the city that I have liked the most is Kars, and that’s… for the next post!

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