For some reason our satellite TV is now working so I could watch Once Upon A Time this past Friday night. The US is ahead of Cyprus in episodes, but I’ve only seen about 3 of them so they are all new to me. It was the episode when the people in fairy tale time, the parents of Gipetto, were shrunken into puppets! Randal watches the educational shows, I watch the entertainment ones and the movies. But I’ve taken up knitting again and TV is really good for that; I can listen and knit at the same time. If I have a problem both Julia and Tatty, a cruiser knit so can help me. I’m just making a simple vest so we’ll see how it goes.
“Somewhere over the rainbow” is North Cyprus.
Friday morning greeted us with a beautiful rainbow. The weather report for Friday and most of the days to follow predicted rainy days and heavy winds. Luckily most of the forecast was wrong and I could walk every day. Sometimes Randal came too. He always does the Thursday Deks walks, but the rest of the week I have to push and prod him to walk with me. Friday was sunny, Saturday and Sunday called for rain so we went off for a long walk to tide us over for those rain days.
Up into the hills across from the marina and then along the ridge.
There are many plowed fields up on the ridge and beautiful green fields that are way too mucky to walk through. We walked up and then took one of the dirt roads heading west parallel to the main road toward Deks.
Then down and left onto another dirt path back towards the marina.
Our friend Charmin plotted out the paths looking at Google Earth. Charmin walks even more than I do with her puppy, Sophie. Charmin had found and nursed back to health a stray “pointer” pup. It may go to a home in America because a visiting family fell in love with the dog. But the family’s son has allergies so Charmin and Cliff may have Sophie forever which is ok with them as there sailing days are winding down and they think the puppy would fit into their “not so much cruising life.” The green fields off in the distance were dirt brown when we first saw them in August.
Saturday morning started out sunny so I decided to go for a walk before the rains would eventually come. Earlier in the morning I’d noticed we were getting low on toilet paper. With rain forecasted for days, I wasn’t sure when we’d motorbike into town for supplies and the marina market isn’t open so can’t provide supplies. One can do without some things, but not toilet paper. I decided to walk back to the small market in Sipahi where I’d bought my cheese, yogurt and bread. I looked up the words for toilet paper (we’d learned them in my Turkish lessons) but decided to write them down on my cheat sheet paper which has all kinds of phrases I can’t always remember.
How are you? I am good….. I am lost: We are lost….. Yes No Okay
Tuvalet kağıdı pronounced Toilette kadur
The words for toilet paper are crammed on the edge just below, I’m an American!
Kütüphane is the word for library. To show something is a building you add the phane at the end of the root word. Kütük means register so maybe that’s where it comes from. Kitap is book so you would think it would be Kitaphane…but it isn’t. Then the ci means profession and then yim means I am. So as Pete says, the language is written left to right but read right to left. So starting with the yim you read I am the profession of someone who works in a library. Or something like that.
On my way to the Sipahi market people called out hello to me, since now I’m a regular…I’ve shopped there twice. The owner got up and gave me a smile this time too. In what I thought was Turkish I asked for the toilet paper pronouncing it TUVAHLET KAAUHDUH. That didn’t work so I dropped the word for paper and just said Tuvalet and sign language the word for roll. That didn’t work either so I got out my cheat sheet and showed him. He pronounced it the correct way for me and then got the 8 pack down from a high shelf. He then spent a few minutes reading other phrases on the paper and smiled when he read that I was an American. I would have spent more time in the shop but the sky was looking grim so I needed to hustle back to the boat. It was actually drizzling when I started out, so I put on the light jacket which I unearthed from my back pack which caused the rain to immediately stop, the sun to come back, and me to get hot. Off came the jacket as I walked down the hill back to the boat. The trip takes about 90 minutes if I don’t dawdle. I usually do dawdle taking photos and saying hello to dogs, cows or chickens I see along the way. And people too. But usually no rush, we’re retired.
The cupboard was getting very empty with those last 3 rolls the only ones left in the storage space. The new pack should last us until we go to town Monday morning if the weather cooperates.
Saturday, about noon, the veggie man stops at the marina. I usually buy something because some cruisers need this service not having motorbikes or even bicycles to get to town. If not enough people shop, he probably wouldn’t come. I was the last in line, not needing much and not being in a hurry. I asked for a few lemon, some cucumber, and some tomatoes. (Potatoes and other things we buy at the Monday market.) He told me it was beş TL. I knew that was 5 and handed him a 5 TL note. He took it and then put some oranges and cilantro and arugula (or what the Brits call rocket lettuce) into my bag…just because he seems to always give extra stuff.
The arugula and cilantro are the best tasting stuff!
They are also full of dirt and a pain to wash, but if you don’t they crunch when you eat them
Sunday morning walk with wool hats and scarves! But it doesn’t take much for us to feel cold after our years in the tropics. The marina is in the distance.
Sunday’s rain didn’t come until later in the day, and then it came and went and came and went. I’m really counting on Monday being sunny so I can do a laundry and we can go off to the Monday market. We’ll see.