Friday, 2 March 2012

This could only happen in Turkey!

Something very odd happened yesterday.


I'll start at the beginning. Some weeks ago I won a copy of a book about Ataturk. This was a giveaway from a blog called Captivating Capadoccia run by an American man, who lives in Capadoccia with his family. I follow his blog and we are also friends on Facebook.

I gave him my postbox address in Milas and was asked if I would like the book in English or Turkish. I opted for English even though this meant I would have to wait a little longer for it to be sent to me.

On Thursday morning I had a phone call from a friend in Fethiye. Well she is more of an acquaintance really. She is a journalist and we've never actually met, but last year she interviewed me on line for an article about expats which appeared in Hurriyet Daily News. She kindly sent me some custard as a thankyou for giving the interview! So of course she had my real name and also my address.

She was phoning to ask me if I was expecting a book in the post. The only book I could think of was the one about Ataturk..but how did she know?

She had just received a call from one of the cargo offices in Fethiye...the one that she had used to send me custard last year. They had a book parcel in their office with my name on it, and someone remembered the name and that she had posted a parcel from there to me last year.

Clearly, my book has been sent to Fethiye by mistake instead of Milas. What an incredible coincidental chain of events.

She is going to ask the cargo office if they will release the parcel to her and has kindly offered to send it on to me. It's a book that she wouldn't mind reading so if the cargo office let her have it, I'm happy for her to read it first before forwarding it to me...as a thankyou for taking the trouble.

This is an enormous country, with many different cargo companies...thousands of them in towns all over Turkey. But what are the chances of something like this happening?


I'm tempted to say....only in Turkey!

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    1. I find that life is made up of amazing coincidences and this was just one of them.
      Maggie X

      Nuts in May

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  2. Good morning Ayak...a lovely story, it says something for the memory of the person who recognised your name on the parcel...very impressive. Hope you get the book eventually, have a good day.

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    1. Hi Janice The Turks seem to have very good memories when it comes to people. They can meet someone briefly or come across their name and seem to remember them forever.

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  3. ahhh the incredible Turkish Post Office...impressive!

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    1. They're not always so efficient Theanne!

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  4. Like they say..."It's a small world we live in".
    The book sounds like a good read. I just finished reading a book about the Ottoman Women through the ages...... very interesting. Some stories I was interested in were some views from the Victorian ladies who would be there for a visit....
    But man...those Turks sure have a photo memory.

    ....have a great day!!!!

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    1. They really do have good memories Erica.

      Have a good day too x

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  5. That is so bizarre, but it is a good thing it was sent to someone you know. Have a happy weekend!

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    1. Quite bizarre but very lucky Kelleyn

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  6. Now that's a coincidence, Ayak. And two people get to read the book which is even better.

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    1. Such a coincidence...and yes two happy people Perpetua

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  7. Now, if only the much smaller British postal system would...oh well, one can always dream.

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    1. I haven't any experience of the British postal system these days parepidemos..I take it from your comment that they are not so good.

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  8. Not sure if my last comment went where it was supposed to go. I was saying that I find life is made up of amazing coincidences and this was just one of them. Enjoyed the story.
    Maggie X

    Nuts in May

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    1. Yes both comments appeared in the right place Maggie, although with all the Blogger problems these days I'm surprised comments appear at all!

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  9. Turkish people do seem to have amazing memories, I know as foreigners we stick out like a sore thumb but still... Yesterday it happended to us again, someone saying hello to us, us smiling stupidly and desperately trying to remember who he is, where we met him, so we actually know him? It turns out he works in the dry-cleaning place where we once brought something to clean - nearly 3 years ago! I always feel so ashamed that I don't recognise others as well as they do me!

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    1. Yes I feel exactly the same way Vicky. We often bump into people that Mr A immediately recognises and assumes that I do too. Usually people who are vague acquaintances from years before. Then after we've chatted with them he has to tell me who they are...9 times out of 10 I still don't have a clue who they are.

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  10. I checked out the blog on Capadoccia which you mention in this post; it's quite interesting. Thank you.

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    1. parepidemos: You're welcome...glad you like it.

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