After the Dervýsh Shrine, we headed out into the city. We had about 2 hours to explore the covered bazaar (a sort of traditional local market which still exists in most Turkish cities). I needed to buy glue (because some of the decorations had fallen off of Silmarien's doll), and tape and scissors for the scrapbook (our small scissors made it through US security, but were confiscated in France). We avoided the tourist shops at the outskirts of the bazaar and found the knife section easily. We went into the first store and I said, in my rudimentary Turkish, "Good afternoon,
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