19 oct 2012
It’s the last night and I’m on my way home to meet Ohran. A few steps before reaching the mini bus I come up against a huge telescope that has been set in the centre of a square. A Turkish lira to see the stars from up close. I go near, pay, look in the telescope… and I see nothing! To be accurate, the stars were more blurred than in reality. The two cunning people that own the telescope can’t figure out why can’t I see something amazing! Having lost my money by seeing nothing at all I set for the hotel where I’m meeting my friend. The place is full of English people watching a stand up comedy by another Englishman. It was like being in a different place that had nothing to do with Turkey. I prepare to film the English comedian. When he realised I was there with my camera he didn’t miss the chance to make me part of his show. I bet that lots of people must have laughed with me on that specific night!
At the end of the day I interview Ohran. I ask him in English and he answers in Turkish. I have no idea what he answered. I’m looking for a translator.
Next morning I prepare for my departure. Three days in Marmaris were a lot. Next destination Pamoukkale and the ancient Greek town Ierapolis. After 200km, 3 hours and 25TL (12 euros) for the ticket I finally arrive in Denizli. It’s an ugly, industrial town. I have to wait here for a bit until the mini van arrives. It’s almost dark and you can hear the imam from far away.
The route was calm until the moment that the van was hit by something underneath and lost its exhaust. Even so, it proved that there was no problem. The driver will carry on like that for the next 6km with the exhaust being dragged and knocked under the car and wheels! I have to admit that among all the women, kids and men I was the most jumpy one!
At night in the hostel I’ll meet a traveller from the United States. We’ll share the same room and eat together. Tomato soup and fruits for dinner, Turkish breakfast in the morning. Ierapolis straight afterwards.