My first trip to Old Adana was with a group of ladies on my street. We took a dolmus- a van/bus thing driven by a Turkish man with no fear. There is an odor on a dolmus you kind of have to smell to believe. This brings me to the title of my blog. A man in our newcomers brief lovingly told everyone that "Driving in Turkey's not dangerous, it's adventurous." I think maybe it's both. I've since driven to Adana with a two different Turkish people, each time more exhilarating than the last.
Anyway, my first trip into Old Adana was culture shock. It is a busy, old, dirty city. There is every kind of vehicle on the road you can think of from donkey to 18-wheeler. There appear to be no traffic rules, whoever gets there first, wins. There is a lot of honking, some for fun, some to say hi to people, some to warn of imminent danger. Pedestrians are major risk-takers.
The Ladies of Mersin (the women on my street) took me to a huge fabric store, it was 7 stories high and after shopping on what seemed like every floor, we were given free underpants by the shopkeeper. ( A Turkey thing.)
This picture is taken out of the window of the top floor of the fabric store, the shopkeeper told me it is an old church that isn't in use any more.
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Jen!! I'm so glad you forwarded this to me. It was very fun to see your pictures & read your blogs so far. Your girls totally remind me of myself going to Germany from San Diego when I was going into the 9th grade. I hope they are able to make the best of it. :) Love, Natalie Cardon
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