I set off for Milas yesterday morning. I thought a change of scenery would help me to shed some of the anger I was talking about. First stop was my post office box. I wasn't expecting anything but I always check. And there was a parcel!
It was from Amazon. I had a gift voucher so I ordered two DVDs ...... LESS THAN A WEEK AGO! I am really impressed by this rapid delivery. I occasionally order DVDs from them but have them sent to my brother's home in England, to collect when I visit. I hadn't considered having them sent here because I thought the postage would be too expensive...it wasn't...and I was also concerned that they might not arrive. So well done Amazon and the Turkish postal system!
This lifted my spirits...and the good mood would have continued had I not had to wait over an hour for a bus home. It would seem that a bus I intended to catch had been cancelled so I spent an hour waiting in the blazing heat. By this time I was almost in tears.
I was determined to keep myself occupied, so when I arrived home I spent several hours sorting out my wardrobe. Long overdue, and I now have two large sacks of clothes and shoes that will never be worn again. I just have to find a suitable home for them.
When it had cooled down a bit, I went outside and started pulling up weeds. I have put this off because the arthritis in my hands makes it difficult. However I was determined to carry on doing something physical, because it was really helping my mood.
I hadn't spoken to Mr Ayak so this morning I decided to bus over to the hotel to see him. I wish I hadn't bothered. I had been sitting there for about half an hour having a coffee, whilst he, Mehmet and Erhan were deep in conversation. It started to get quite heated. I hadn't really followed the plot so I had no idea what it was about, other than the lack of customers and money was mentioned. So there was a lot of shouting and hand gestures...very common with Turkish men...and then the three of them fell silent. And there we sat..for another half an hour with such a dreadful atmosphere that you would have thought someone had died.
I came to the conclusion that this wasn't a good time to be having a cosy chat with Mr A, so I said my goodbyes and set off home again....where I tackled some more weeds and watered the garden.
The physical activity over the past two days has made the anger subside so I'm thankful for that. Now I'm just waiting for a suitable opportunity to talk to Mr A...goodness knows when that's likely to happen!