Afiyet Olsun! (or #TurkeySchlump)
If there’s one way to measure our day in Turkey, it’s by meals. Everyday—sometimes even every meal—there’s a new dish to try and I for one am always looking forward to my chance. Let me tell you—I’ve basically been sleeping in a furnace for the past couple nights (yay for terrible AC), but nothing makes that pain go away like fries for breakfast—something that we’re blessed with every morning at our Ankara hotel.
And our destination for lunch today? A restaurant where 99.9% of the food was fish freshly caught from the ponds near the entrance. I’m not a huge fan of seafood, but it came with fries (enough said).
Moving away from food, Turkey was on a little bit of a pause today because of the Commemoration of Ataturk holiday. Roads were closed for a parade and huge Turkish flags hung from buildings. We made our way over to Antikabir, Ataturk’s memorial tomb, which was packed with people coming to view and lay roses along his tomb. Today was unusually hot for this time of the year and it definitely put a damper on our energy, but watching tiny Turkish toddlers wave around even tinier Turkish flags while chasing each other made things slightly better.
Evenings are the time for us to roam freely and if it’s a light workday for you, this is the best time of the day. When you’re with the same people for three weeks you’ve got to have fun and bond. One proven way of bonding: ugly pictures.
Something that also comes along with the crazy high temperatures is #TurkeySchlump, a wonderfully embarrassing hashtag I’ve started to accompany embarrassing pictures of group members that knock out on the bus or in the lobby (shout-out to Ameer for being the first victim). As one of those people this could definitely backfire on me, but I’m willing to take the risk!