Pomegranates everywhere.


On our way to Selcuk in the morning we stopped at Nihat's village and promised we would return after our day out…..

Entering the village.
 

On the way from Sirince to the village we pulled off the road and there  a row of sprinklers awaited.

Drive forward for an open air, free car wash.

We stopped at a pomegranate stand for some freshly squeezed juice.  Poms were abundant everywhere.

 

The road sign to the village of Buyukkale.

This dear lady really surprised me.  She was dressed in traditional village clothing,  but my mouth hung open when she greeted me with a hi, how are you and continued to talk in English.  She had lived about 30 years in Australia before returning to her village.  She had yet another surprise for me when she pulled out a pack of cigarettes and lit one up.  I had a new buddy.

It may be a village, but kids love technology wherever they live.

Nihat and his brother.

Entering the village.

Sadiye with a bunch of pomegranates.  This man is here from Australia visiting his mom.  Wow, it seemed so unreal to be sitting in a small Turkish village talking to a Turkish man with a perfect Aussie accent.