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Published: October 10th 2010
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sunset
sure is pretty with snow Snow day
I was going to tell you about trade on the Silk Road. The Road on which we traveled today. The Silk Road was the trade route between Asia and Europe. Of course, tariffs along the route was common and the distance was long. For those reasons, Christopher Columbus sailed the ocean blue in 1492.
Along the route, we saw the Fairy Chimmey’s, traversed one of 100 underground cities. The underground cities were built starting around 16th century BC and were continually added on. (talk about a long term project.) And then we drove to some remote little village. Our tour guide is great at explaining what we’d see along the way. Here is some of my favorite comments:
“What kind of trees are those?”
“Apple tree’s” our tour guide Tailan would say.
“What do you call green apples trees?” A fellow travelers would ask.
“Apple trees.” Tailan would respond.
“What do you call red apple trees?”
“Apple trees” he’d say again with a smile.
“What do you call those pumpkins?”
“Pumpkins.”
Tialan is so patient with us.
“What do you call those squash?”
“Pumpkins.” Tialan said with authority
“What do you call those gords?”
Another good questions posed.
“Pumpkins‘” he said again. He explained that they don’t have descriptive words for fruits, flowers or vegetables’ like we do. It’s all the same.
And so the conversations would go.
“What are those sheep’s doing in the field?” Someone asked who shall remain anonymous to protect her identity.
“I think they are hiking” Tailan said. I think he thinks we are not-so-smart American tourists.
Gosh, I thought they were making wool and selling scarf’s to the tourists.
However, I can’t tell you about all my favorite comments thus far or the sites we saw today and all the activities we did because the snow trumps all that. Yes, you read that right; it’s snowing. And it’s not just snowing, And it’s not a light dusting. Its accumulating. We must have 4-5 inches currently and it’s still snowing. And surprise, I didn’t pack snow clothes. Heck, I don’t know why I didn’t think to pack snow clothes…how crazy is that? In fact, there is so much snow, the bus can’t make it up the hill to our hotel for the night. So we walk with bags in hand up a long steep hill and
our room
for the snow night surprise over 40 stairs. Lovely. And since it’s cold & snowy & cold, the group makes a decision, party time. Yeap. Half the group walks back down the hill to buy the local wines, beer and Raki the local drink and the party starts in the lobby. And its back to my beer and diplomacy theory. All are happy when sharing beer (or wine.) Doesn’t matter our ages, genders or occupations (or in the case of most, retirement) we all are laughing and having a good time. Heck, I think we are putting most college kids to shame. Some of go outside for a good old fashioned snowball fight. The snow is packing great for snow balls. I make a snow angel. I proudly show her off to everyone. Others follow my lead. Most excellent. The snow has brought out the youth in most.
I think I like snow days. Even in Turkey. On vacation with summer clothes.
Prost.
PS sorry for delay on this blog. I was told no internet because of the snow. Okay no worries, can you hand me another beer please?
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