Tuesday, 9 March 2010
An interesting day
They all said good morning to me ...in English. I was briefly reminded of how I would have felt in England getting on a bus with about eight schoolboys of this age. I hate to generalise, but English schoolboys, en masse, can be somewhat unruly, and often downright rude and bad mannered. Not these young boys...when the bus arrived, they all stepped aside to allow me to get on first. One of them asked the driver if he could put one of his music tapes in the player, so they could listen to it on the way to school in Milas. He said of course (can you imagine an English bus driver being so accommodating?), but the young boy turned round to me and asked if I minded if he played his music. Naturally I didn't mind at all, and it was really quite pleasant listening to Turkish pop music on the journey.
On the way to the market, I passed my hairdresser's salon and Atilla, my hairdresser, waved and asked if I'd like to come in and drink tea, which I did. On the spur of the moment, I not only decided to have my hair cut much shorter, but also to change the colour. A couple of months ago, I was blonde, but I was a bit fed up with the roots growing through, so I changed it to mid-brown. Today I decided on something completely different. My hair is now short and spiky and bright red! I love it....it's really cheered me up! I'm not sure what Mr Ayak will think..he's away for a couple of days...although as is typical with many men..he probably won't notice!
I came out of the salon just in time to see a procession of beautifully adorned camels...10 of them...walking gracefully through the town, accompanied by men playing flutes and a drum. I'm not sure why this procession was taking place, but as the camels all had advertising posters fixed to their sides, I think it was to promote the opening of a new car showroom. Anyway it was a beautiful sight, and the music was wonderful. This type of basic Turkish music always moves me. It gives me goose bumps!
I popped into the supermarket to pick up a few things, then caught the bus home. It wasn't until I was half-way back to the village that I realised I had been so distracted by my new hairdo and the camels, that I'd completely forgotten to go to market! Ah well...there's always another Tuesday.