Having been informed on Wednesday that water would be back yesterday, I was actually getting a bit bored with it all. I'm fed up with talking about water, so I decided to turn my attention to rubbish again. I posted the following on the village Facebook page:
"People of this village. Why are you throwing your rubbish everywhere? Everywhere you go there is rubbish. There is a huge pile of empty bottles and broken glass dumped on the hill behind our house. People are dumping bags of household waste wherever they want to. There are not enough rubbish bins and only in the centre of the village, but if I can walk down with my rubbish, then why can't you? Do you not realise that this is a health hazard? It encourages vermin that spread disease. Do you want your children and elderly relatives to get sick?
If you can't or won't bin it...then burn it.
This is a beautiful place, but it is being ruined. Please take a pride in your village and be responsible for your rubbish, before this village becomes one big rubbish dump.
I am sure many of you will say that as a foreigner I have no right to say these things. I have lived here for more than 15 years. My husband is Turkish. I am a Turkish citizen with the right to vote, and the right to want to protect the environment in which I live."
Followed by a request for someone to translate my message.
The guy in Izmir responded as follows:-
" Linda, of course you have right to say these things and we all see this problem, but this is (can not find the correct word) about human culture, unfortunately we do not have this, also there is no good organization for collecting all rubbish to send them to a special area.. Sorry for short answer, I'm on the way to go to work"
My reply: "Thanks Gokhan. I understand about the collection problem, but it's no excuse for people to make the situation worse by dumping rubbish everywhere"
...............and no further response from anyone.
As the day progressed I started to become quite depressed and tearful, mostly due to Mr A and I having a huge row over the phone, resulting in him saying that he was going to a solicitor to file for divorce. (And no he didn't...and we are fine now) Put it down to stress and the fact that he only has one more week to earn money for house repairs during the winter and it's looking
And no...water did not return yesterday...yet another
By the end of the evening I was down to my last bottle of water wondering whether to use it to make coffee or flush the toilet. Fortunately, Mr A's colleague's brother needed a lift to the airport this morning around 6am, and would pay for petrol, so Mr A said he would pop home to top me up with water as we are only 10 minutes from the airport.
He and his colleague arrived around 6.30 am with 20 x 5 litre bottles of drinking water. As I have been feeling sick on and off this past week, Mr A thought it could be due to the water from the pipe in the village, so decided bottled water would be best. I'm probably the only person for miles around who is now flushing the toilet with drinking water...what a waste!
I rustled up some breakfast for Mr A and his friend, after receiving a big hug from Mr A which was his way of apologising for yesterday. Turkish men don't do apologies I'm afraid. In any case, we were both to blame for the row. But it lifted my mood and I am now quite happy. I hate falling out with him, and he is the same. It makes us both miserable.
The latest on the water situation: Apparently the pipes will be opened tonight (I won't be attending the opening ceremony), but the water won't be flowing through the taps until sometime tomorrow...Day 13. Do I believe this latest report? Not a chance!