Today didn't start terribly well. I woke up this morning to find the water was off, and shortly after the electriciy was also cut. I had intended to spend a relaxing day at home, but when Mr A phoned he suggested I catch the bus over to the hotel and he would bring me back this evening.
I arrived at the bus stop with 10 minutes to spare and waited...and waited. By 1.20pm the bus still hadn't arrived so I phoned Mr A to let him know I'd either be delayed or may give up and go home. He called me back 5 minutes later to say he had spoken to the Muhtar who had informed him that there was a new system on Milas market day. Apparently the bus driver won't leave the village before ours until he has at least 6 passengers. Would have been nice if we had been told! So eventually it arrived at 1.40pm, then sat and waited for a further 10 minutes for some more passengers.
Eventually I reached the main road and crossed over to wait for the Bodrum bus. I rarely have to wait more than 10 minutes, but today I waited for 35 minutes. When I got on the bus there were no seats, but a man sitting in the back row got up to give me his seat. It might have been better if I'd remained standing as I was then squashed between two very large, very sweaty people, so it was rather unpleasant. And there I remained for the rest of the journey, which normally takes 45 minutes.
When we reached Guvercinlik (about half-way) we were diverted into a lay-by where the Jandarma were doing one of their checks. This does happen from time to time here but I've been pretty lucky so far in that this is only the second time I've experienced it. A jandarma officer got on the bus and collected up everyone's kimliks (ID cards) and took them away to be checked. While we waited the bus driver decided to collect fares. He tried to charge me 7 lira instead of the usual 6 (maybe because he thought I was a tourist) but when I informed him that it always costs me 6 lira, he gave in!
We waited for a further 10 minutes, then the driver set off.....without the kimliks! As I was sitting in the back row I could see the jandarma officer shouting to him to stop, and at the same time some of the passengers on our bus were doing the same. He seemed quite oblivious to all this commotion until one of the passengers got up and proceeded to the front of the bus and shouted at him. So he eventally stopped, reversed back up the road, collected our kimliks and off we went.
This journey normally takes me just over an hour. Today it took two and a half hours.
To top it off, as I was getting off the bus in Bodrum, my sandal broke. However, the day did get better. Mr A gave me some money to get some new sandals. He was going to one of the other hotels with his boss in his car, and they dropped Gwen and I in the centre of Bodrum where I managed to get some lovely new sandals. We spent a couple of hours happily browsing and were then collected by Mr A and his boss, calling in at another of the hotels for coffee and then back to our hotel.
This picture is of one of the teahouses in the village. These men must be so bored. They sit here from early morning till late at night. It must be even worse at the moment as Monday was the start of Ramazan...the month of fasting...so nothing must pass their lips...no food, drink or cigarettes.
So it's now just after 10pm...time to relax. The water is still off however, so no shower for me tonight....but the electricity is back on...for now!