Dust mud and languages

My Turkish lesson group in Dalyan, with the lovely Ayten in the back row (the Turkish teacher)
Message from Nic....Now we are back in Turkey again the Turkish lessons are really paying off! Only 2 days ago we were rescued from a huge storm by a great Kurdish family.. They had a shop on the side of the main road from Silverek to Diyabakir. They seemed to be selling food sweets and just about anything else.. but.. their main buisines was diesel trading, big trucks from Afghanistan and İran would stop and sell fuel to them. They had no large fuel tanks they just used 25 litre plastic drums to hold the syphoned fuel.. Then it was sold onto smaller local trucks.. They were working hard in the torrential rain. The bıg truck drivers could speak Arabic, Kurdısh, Turkish, English and who knows what else.. It was very interesting. Anyway the main point is that İ can speak enough bad Turkish to explain our journey and to try and thank everyone for their amazing hospitality. So İ hope you are all keeping up with your Turkish lessons? İts worth the hard work.

This is the dust that gets into everything in the desert.. İts still in our ears, hats, tent, toothbrushes, everywhere.

The morning after the sand storm! Well done our tent. ( Terra Nova 2.2) You can see the wind is still quite strong, but it is NOTHİNG compared to what it was..

Turkish mud!! İts out to get you and stop you going anywhere!!!!