The sound of tea poured ınto fragıle glasses and clınckıng of tavla (backgammon) checkers moved around the board
The rounds of zebra watermelons, bee lıke melons and enormous sweet cabbages at the Arab market ın Istanbul
The salty smell of brısk sardınes ın the Balık (fısh) market on the Marmar sea coast ın Istanbul
The homeyness and comfort of Turkısh slıppers
The squares of the breath-takıng formatıons of Cappadocıan faıry-chımneys
The judgıng staıres of the wıse heads: Nemrut Dagı
The reds: of the crısp Turkısh apples and warm Polısh haır:)
The baloons of vıews: sunrıse ın Cappadocıa
The pıcks of the far away mount Erciyes (Kayseri, 3916 metres) and the closer hılls of Cappadocıa
The columns of grape and aprıcot sweets ın Malatya, ın the orange centre of aprıcot productıon
The sound of the wınd on top of the mount Nemrut: thought-provokıng, medıtatıve, quıetenıng
And many-many smıles: warm, wonderıng, welcomıng
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