At last, the first and long awaited (one can always dream ) sound mix for Turkey!
Do not wonder, nothing from Istanbul in this one, I’ll do a special one. So, freshly gathered for you from my travels in Turkey (and not in a chronological order this time):
- to start softly, the gentle lapping of the Mediterranean Sea in Bozcaada (with people playing beach ball or something)
- an excerpt of the extremely nice and impressive dervish ceremony in Bursa; it lasted for 30 minutes at least, I have made it a lot shorter but you get a bit of everything (the flute, the singing, the drums) – just imagine how the dervishes can whirl to that and you’ll be there (almost )
- a town announcement in Çanakkale – the public announcements in “small” towns (120 000 inhabitants for Çanakkale) are made using loudspeakers attached to poles in the streets. It is often about people who passed away, to inform of the place and time of the funeral – if this one was about that, may this person rest in peace.
- Mustafa calling back his pigeons currently flying, while the others walk around in Çivril; Mustafa has a special kind of pigeons that is able to make a trick while flying back to base: they let themselves fall like balls for a few meters at a time. It looks like they are crazy (sometimes they miss and crash on the roof, so maybe they really are crazy!)
- Mustafa’s mum talking to me in Turkish, still in Çivril of course ; we were six couchsurfers at this place, we could speak almost no Turkish, but Mustafa’s mum just kept talking to us about God knows what! (in these few seconds she talks about Bayram, that’s all I know) – it didn’t prevent me from having a good laugh with her, although we were probably not laughing about the same thing!
- the seashell souvenirs clattering in the wind along the Marina in Bodrum
- Umut, in Denizli, singing a popular song from the 60′ ; the text is very interesting, it uses different popular sayings about geese and chicken, and a metaphor about an axe, where the important part is the handle – you don’t want to be the blade, because then you’re just a tool
- and to finish with water, as we started with some, the hot water gushing out at the mud baths from Karayahit (red spring) near Pamukkale. It’s 70 Celsius degrees hot when it splashes out…