I said this blog was about the ‘ups
and downs’ of life here and this week has proved it.
Here is the good stuff.
Despite not very nice weather, the
Çalış Christmas fair on Sunday was a festive event. The committee had worked hard to prepare,
putting up awnings in front of the hotels and restaurants so the stalls were in
the dry. It started spitting just as
Kaan and I went down there – about 12 o’clock – but the stall owners I talked
to said the first hour had been very busy and it let up again for Santa’s
arrival. Some very creative people had
been busy making all types of gifts and decorations from hand-made soaps and
candles, cakes, pickles and sweets to ceramics and knitted toys. We got a few bits and pieces and I sampled
the mulled wine (had to go back for a second one just to check) – very nice and
warming! It’s also enjoyable because
it’s one of those occasions that you bump into people you know; I met up with a
friend for a coffee but also saw half my students there and even caught up with
some people I hadn’t seen for a couple of years.
The sudden drop in temperature prompted
us to bring the wood-burning stove back into the house. We had ‘stove warming’ party on Saturday
night and invited friends round to eat Turkish börek (pie) cooked in the small
oven attached to the burner. We have
also been enjoying roast chestnuts – you just put them on the top of it and
they cook beautifully –can’t do that with central heating!
Having got in the ‘spirit’ on
Sunday, we went on to put up the Christmas tree. It seemed a bit early to me – I’m sure when
we were kids Mum made us wait until a week before Christmas – but it seems that
plenty of people beat us to it. Even our
friends in Australia
who we had a quick but lovely ‘skype’ with at the weekend had their tree
up. They were also sweltering in the
midst of summer in Sidney;
I know it has to be summer there when it’s winter here but it still doesn’t
seem right to have a hot Christmas!
And now the downs:
Kaan got knocked off his bicycle the
other day by a careless motorcyclist. It wasn’t a terrible accident – he has
one nasty scrape on his leg and other smaller cuts on his arm. The worst thing was that the man didn’t even
stop to see if he was alright. He was on
his way to the gym at the time; I went there shortly afterwards by car and
found him being cleaned up by the nice ladies in the gym.
The next day the hotel flooded – it
has been raining a lot and when the pumps on the drainage station failed all
the drains backed up. We are slightly
consoled by the fact that the insurance company seem to be being helpful – the
expert was round that night to make an initial list, though we still have to
check things like the pool pump which we can’t try until it dries out. The worst thing is just the cleaning up job –
once the water subsides it leaves mud and debris everywhere.
But the saddest news this week is
the loss of one of our lovely regular guests, far too young and seemingly after
a very short illness. We send all our
love and best wishes to his wife and friends.
Sometimes, the hotel and people associated with it really do feel like
an extended family; these are people who have SEEN our ups and downs and
watched our children grow up and we share their sadness.
Want to finish with happier things…
a couple of festive photos to get you in the mood:
