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Note the slight difference in the title from the last gypsy post (apparently there is now no question about it). We just received the following email from friends with four kids that we visited in May...
"And also, they say Gypsies leave trouble behind wherever they go
THAT FITS!
Still quelling the mutiny here…"
I'm free to visit them any time, but not 'that guy I hang out with'. Apparently he's just no good for kids...
Well, it hasn't been completely 'holiday'. We have been marking, but it doesn't get much better than this for work... Walks along the surf beach, kayaking in the river, watching the world go by, swimming, taking advantage of Mum & Dad's water-front site views. When it's too windy to kayak the kite surfers come out and put on quite a display.
Last week the six year old son of friends we stayed with a few times in Turkey was doing his English home school and was learning about the different kinds of homes people live in, including gypsies living in caravans. He turned to his mother very seriously, and asked, "Are Uncle Dazza and Aunty Leanne gypsies?" She kept herself from laughing (just barely) and told him no, that not everyone who lives in a caravan is a gypsy.
A few hours after I read the email from my friend Dazz came into the van and said ‘gypsies, hey…’. I asked if he’d seen the email too. He had no idea what I was talking about. He’d been working on the car in the shed with my uncle and as they walked out of the shed my uncle commented on the gypsies camped behind the shed. So maybe we really are gypsies…
As the sun began to set metaphorically on our time in Turkey Dazz decided to take some literal sunset photos.
Miniatürk is a great tour around the sights of Turkey. There are miniature versions of most of the significant sights. It's an easy way to see the country in a day, and a number of the 'ruins' are even shown in their original form.
One of the great things about Istanbul is the water - you never know what you're going to see on a ferry trip across the Bosphorus...
