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I was a long day, much due to my stomach making me slow down a bit and make regular stops at the road side. Pushing up hills, the road covered with what seems to be macadam and tar, was even harder than usually. Finally found a gas station where I could pitch my tent and get some supplies. Not the most glamorus camp, but in Turkey the gas stations have a sense of oasis, often with trees planted and heavily watered green grass as a sharp contrast to the dry and desolate surroundings.
What also must be noted is that almost always they have a real friendly staff, people always smiling handing me a tea as soon as my glass is empty. Yesterday, also a gas station night I spent some hours trying to communicate with an odd group of individuals. there was the two car washers that looked like something out of the movie “Fresh”, real hiphp style, not sure they even knew it themselves. More, a man with a wild stare, and a panting, alkohol smelling breath who told me about the philosophers in Europe, in Turkish, from which I understood nothing of. But it is beautiful, they have the interest and they really give it a shot. One of the hiphopers, who was about fifty and who constantly was trying to drag me along to a neighbouring bar for a crawl had been a singer, in a former life. He showed me a CD with a picture of a young man. and he gesticulated that he was playing a string instrument and drinking a lot. Great fun it is to meet people on the road. Even more so whenthe landscape is not so interesting.
I’m somewhere between Ankara and Sivas now and the landscape really is quite flat and farmed. all day I have been spotting trucks loaded beyond the rims with onions and parsnips. Women,men and childrenworking the fields from morning til night to get the crop shipped and in a couple of places I have seen massive mounds of parsnips.
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