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Published: January 11th 2008
Me with my Future Mom-in-law
At the bazaar - lot of fresh veggies!Pazar means both bazaar and Sunday in Turkish. Cenker's mom Feyhan and I went to the Thursday bazaar less than a 10 minute walk from the house. I try to name each of the vegetables in Turkish, Feyhan helps me with the names I don't know or can't remember or fumble with pronunciation. Neighbors stopped to greet us along the way. Cenker's mom introduced me to some. With one woman I actually had a decent conversation, that is an exchange of three sentences!!! (Yeah, I'm being liberal with the definition of conversation here...) Oh yeah, nothing like a marriage proposal to encourage language skill improvement!!!! Collecting a cart full of fresh vegetables and picking up some last minute gifts for my peeps back home.... Cenker's mom Feyhan seemed to know a lot of people, we must've stopped to talk with at least 10 people or more! The bazaar is bustling, people of all ages. Once we get home, we carry the heavy veggies up the five flights of stairs. Cenker's mom holds the top end of the cart, while I lift from the bottom. One flight left to go, we stop to catch our breathe. Enjoy the pictures.
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