Karadeniz Ereğli, so-called because located in the Black Sea region (kara = black, deniz = sea) welcomed us just after the unpredictable blow (broken ankle) happened in my now beloved city: Istanbul! grrrr...
Plaster cast and crutches were my closest friends for this new round in my travel. Fortunately, this region allowed us to meet many great people.
First was a nice trip between Karasu and Ereğli in the middle of the hazelnuts fields. Thanks Ibrahim and your family for the honour we had to share good meals with all of you. Then came Mustafa, Emre and Seckin with who we spent simple and nice time, the first Turkish coffee for instance. Did you really see, in my coffee cup, a dragon sewing new socks for me while dancing polka, Seckin? I hope my future will be as fun as that! Then, Cihan and Melih were there after all, and we will never forget the music, especially Melih playing guitar, dancing or narguile time, and all great talks we had. Thank you so much.
I know I could not write that "in time". But I wanted to thank you guys. Even later.
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| Mustafa, relax while not in suit for teaching |
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| Ibrahim and Michael doing sport on the beach |
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| La bande de joyeux lurons ! |
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| Cihan, Melih et Michael in Turkish dance! look like chickens? |
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