I recognise this street...at least I think I do. I have no sense of direction. It takes me quite a while to find my way around a new area. But there are a lot of streets like this one in Milas, and I have spent a great deal of time getting lost, whilst attempting to find my way from the bus station to the post office, and then to the shops.
Occasionally I set off in one direction and wander around for ages and have trouble finding a familiar landmark. Other times, to my pleasant surprise, I discover, more by luck than judgment, a shortcut to where I'm going.
Yesterday was a good day in this respect. I got off the bus in Milas at 9.30am...collected some money that Mr Ayak had sent me from the post office. Walked to my favourite supermarket on the other side of town, picked up some essentials, and found another road leading to the bus route and managed to catch the 10.00 am bus home. It helped of course that there were no queues in the post office or supermarket.
I had hoped that Mr Ayak would manage to get home for a night this week. To be able to do so, it would have cost him the equivalent of 5 days pay to borrow a car and put in petrol....but as I haven't seen him for three weeks now, we felt it was worth the expense. However, it didn't happen. Evenings seem to be their busiest time and he just hasn't been able to get away.
I had run out of drinking water yesterday and its impossible for me to carry one of the 19 litre containers up from the village. My rubbish has also been piling up and needed to be disposed of. My neighbour called out to me last night to tell me someone was looking for me. A man with a tractor had arrived with a container of water. Mr Ayak had phoned him to ask him to deliver it and to take the rubbish away. I paid him for the water and had great difficulty in persuading him to take some extra for his trouble. I love the way people are so willing to help without expecting something in return.
The Ramazan drummer continues to wake me up at 3.30 am...then the dogs at around 5.30am wanting to be fed. Only another couple of weeks of this, then the in-laws will arrive. In the meantime, an English friend who has a holiday home in Selcuk, arrives on Saturday for three weeks, and will be coming up to see me for a couple of days next week. I'm so looking forward to some English conversation! I might even attempt a tour of Milas with her...it's a lot more fun getting lost when you have company!
And so...life goes on.....