Thursday, 30 June 2016
If there is a God or Allah, or whatever you to choose to believe in, then "He" has certainly got it in for Turkey at the moment.
I don't need to give you a list of everything that's been thrown at us over the past year or so. If you read the papers or you are on Facebook, then you already know. And it doesn't seem to be getting any better.
It must be hard for those who have faith in something/someone they can't see or touch to carry on believing that to pray will save them. They will tell you that it's not "his" fault. It's human beings that create this chaos. Well of course it is.
This beautiful country and it's warm and welcoming people are suffering. Their indomitable spirit is being eroded bit by bit.
Tourism has taken the biggest hit because people are too afraid to come here. It's understandable of course, but if they choose to go somewhere else for their holidays they are just as much at risk. Nowhere is entirely safe.
Those who work in tourism have a few months to earn what they can to support their families throughout the rest of the year. My husband is one of them, but I consider us to be better off than a lot of others. We live rent free in a house owned by my father-in-law, and I have my state pension to subsidise us, which is just as well as my husband has recently been laid off from his job and is now in a different area with a similar position. But still there are few tourists, so little chance of earning money. I feel for those whose families who have no other income other than that provided by their men working in tourism.
This latest atrocity at Istanbul Airport would seem to be the final nail in the coffin. My thoughts (but not prayers) are with those who have lost loved ones yet again from an act of terrorism.
Most of the blame has to lie at the feet of the one running the country, but of course I am not going to say anything more about that. Those who live here know exactly what I mean. I'll keep my mouth shut...we no longer have freedom of speech.
The world is changing...and not for the better. Leaders everywhere seem to have little concern for the people of their countries. Their interest is solely about power and control. We are seeing so much hatred and prejudice.
Love is the only way forward. Unconditional love for our fellow man. Hate never wins.
Sunday, 12 June 2016
I am up before sunrise. My body clock wakes up around 4.30am and by 5am my 12 dogs let me know it's time for breakfast. And so the routine of my day begins.
12 rescued dogs, all different, and most of them having arrived over the past few years with issues, take a lot of looking after. But it doesn't stop there. I have committed myself to feeding and caring for other street dogs in our village and at the sanayi 5km away on the main road.
You may recall my having mentioned that I now have a car. I still need to sort out my license but Kaya has checked with the traffic police and I seem to be ok with the documents I have at the moment. Naturally I don't know if this is entirely accurate. It largely depends on which policeman he spoke to. If he decided to check it out with 6 more policemen, I have no doubt each would have a different story. Anyway, for the time being I am driving and if I get stopped by the police then I'll soon find out for sure.
At first I stuck to driving on the back roads between my village and my friend's village. No traffic police...just tractors, sheep and cattle. I've had to slow down at times to let cats, dogs, tortoises and a lizard cross the road as well.
Having not driven for more than 10 years, I was quite anxious at first, but with each day my confidence has grown. In fact it is beginning to change my life for the better.
The week before last I crossed over the main road to deliver sacks of dogfood to the sanayi, then to the dog Annie's mum who feeds several dogs, and also to Osman in the village shop who does the same.
I needed more stocks of food. On a trip over to my friend's village we drove into the nearest town (at least he drove because I was still anxious) and bought sacks of food.
But I knew that I would have to venture further to get supplies myself so on Thursday I drove into Milas and bought more from Migros who still had dogfood on offer. I then went to Kipa to do my own shopping before setting off for home. On the way I filled up with petrol (another worrying moment overcome...making sure I bought the correct fuel), and a drop off of more food to the sanayi.
I have until now had to rely on others to do these things for me. Kaya rarely manages to get home and he is permanently exhausted so I feel guilty for putting pressure on him. He had to come home last night for a couple of hours however, because we had a bit of an emergency. Sadie somehow managed to break one of the fences in the first section of the big dogs' area and get out into the small dogs' area, followed closely by the other 6 big dogs. After much frantic activity and a lot of sweating in this heat, I managed to get them all back into the far area and shut the gate. The fence is now fixed...we'll see how long it lasts before Sadie breaks out again!
I am lucky to have a good friend in David, who has helped enormously over the past few years. I am a naturally independent person so it's hard for me to ask others for help. I don't know how I managed without him.
On Friday I drove again into Milas, this time braving the roadworks in the centre of town. I needed to go to the bank to get a new debit card, but also my dear friend Fleur was driving over from Kusadasi to see me. We had lunch together and a good catch-up and as we were saying our goodbyes it really hit me how much I am enjoying the independence this car gives me. Not only that...I am prone to bouts of depression and my mood has now lifted considerably. Who would have thought it could make such a difference to my life.
Wishing you all a very happy Sunday xx