We drove through narrow, winding brick roads to several homes, had tea and long visits with friends. That is the culture in Turkey. A friend is always welcome to drop by, unannounced, and uninvited, and will be welcomed in and offered tea. We spent several hours in this, and met some very interesting people; an olive grower who lived in the house his grandfather built, a retired lawyer historian, a retired couple who run a little souvenir shop, a group of women in a women’s center selling handmade goods, the proprietor of a private “Turkman” museum, and the owner of an exclusive boutique hotel. We learned a lot about Turkey; the history and culture, and experienced the Turkish hospitality.
These pictures are looking down at Gure as we drove up the mountain to the village
| This is on the mountain heading toward the village. |
| An old barn on the olive orchard. |
| We are sitting outside the hotel restaurant. The hotel owner we visited served hot tea made with orange, lemon grass, lavender, and mint, with a little honey added to sweeten. |
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