My trip to Turkey September 20 2009

Mr and Ms Basmaz....
Özgün´s mum kept on talking in Turkish... with a big hope that once in the future I will understand it :-) and Özgün helped me to discuss with her daddy at Midnight about the capitalism, religion, rule and order.. she translated all according our mind.. she knows me and she knows her daddy.. but ane.. once I will understand you and baba :-)

This day (the end of Ramadan) has started with a great breakfast prepared by Özgün´s mum. After this you can´t move, you just want to lay down, get up and eat further.. but NO.... after our last Cay in Özgün´s house we started a long chain of paying visit to Özgün´s relatives... imagine: Özgün´s grandmother has 5 or 6 siblings, her husband probably the same, Özgün´s another grandmother has also 5 or 6 siblings and so did her husband. All of them have many children, grandchildren... Thousands of aunts and uncles.. and the stories.. oh my God... The Buddenbrooks are just nothing... if Thomas Mann was alive, he would have gone to Malkara..

This is Özgün´s grandmother mother sides. Her family belongs to a kind of bourgeois in Malkara (sorry Özgün if I misunderstood it, neither my Turkish nor English is perfect) :-). Her children are very funny, they thought me to swear and encouraged me to get married to a Turkish man, as did Özgün´s grandmother father sides. She found my seven Turkish words enough to get married to a Turkish men, because they´re supposed to be the best in the world :-)
you should watch this video! It was the highlight of this day. Özgün´s uncle´s oldest daughter Ilsu was performing us a Turkish dance... I would call this dance: "shake your ass babe and marry me" ;-) It was wonderful. First this young lady showed me how to prepare Turkish mocca and she just danced for us.