catching up…

My apologies to the few folks that might regularly check in here (hi, mom! šŸ™‚ ) for the lack of updates. No excuses–I guess I’ve just been feeling a bit uninspired lately. Sunstroke, perhaps?

In any case, here’s a bit of a recap:

Last weekend we decided to insert ourselves into the “How to Ride a Dolmus” tour one more time so that we could see what we missed thanks to the hulking mass of 44 people that were with us the first time. We were very glad we went, and with a much more manageable and portable group of about 12, or so, we managed to see quite a bit more of Old Adana than we did the first time.

Here are a few highlights:

Wow, we discovered that Sadie has tons of extended sheepy family in Adana!

This is how they cook and shave the spiced meat that goes on what's called a Doner kebab.

Ok, so the image above requires a bit of explanation. We learned that this is a costume that a boy might wear for a very festive milestone celebration: his circumcision. Yep. At the age of 7, 8, or maybe even 9, his family will have a big party in his honor. There’ll be food and music, and all of his friends will be invited. Only, instead of having fun with his friends, the child in question will be otherwise occupied. To top off the story, a boy in our group standing in front of us, who I’m guessing was probably 8 or 9, yelled out, “What’s circumcision?” to the tour guide. Before John could answer, his mom grabbed his arm and whispered quickly in his ear. Then she immediately turned to her husband and said, “I had to tell him something for now. You two will be having another chat later.”

Priceless.

Continuing on…

a spice market

dried peppers and tomatoes hanging outside the spice shop that we actually went into

WARNING: The next few images are decidedly not vegetarian friendly. One of the places we went this time that we didn’t get to see last time was a meat market. Let me just say, I have never seen so much tripe in my entire life! (Yes, literally, tripe. I’m not just using the word descriptively, here.)

No tripe pictures, though (luckily). J had the camera and otherwise we probably wouldn’t have had any images at all from this portion. It was interesting to see how fresh everything was and how very little of the animal gets wasted.

baked goats heads

sheep... I think... Maybe goat? They don't eat much beef or pork around here.

Not pretty pictures, I know. But, I promised J that I’d post them, and meat is certainly a huge component of the cuisine around here. Also, I’m not a vegetarian, and, if the animals that we see grazing in the vast fields just off base are the ones that make it to these markets, then I have to admit that I’m far more in favor of these localized, small-scale butcher’s markets than with what it takes to get us those sanitized meat pieces packed on styrofoam trays in most supermarkets.

And, speaking of supermarkets, we saw one of those, too, the very next day, when we explored the expansive and modern M1 shopping mall about 20 mins. away. No pictures from that excursion, though! By the time we left, the crowd status had elevated to Black Friday proportions. It was too crowded to even explore the stores. It was too crowded for even the industrial air conditioner to keep up. Some little VW almost ran over J’s foot in the parking lot. Let’s just say that we won’t be heading back there on a weekend anytime soon!

This past weekend we did make it to the beach and dip our toes (followed by the rest of our bodies) into the Mediterranean, though! We even managed to escape the bulk of the crowds! More on that in the next post.

‘Til then!

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