I’ve finally managed to steal Davey’s computer and he’s handily been able to connect me to our hotel’s wifi-no simple task. Sorry that this is the first time to say hello although I’ve been able to update a few of you with Instagram and Facebook.
But if this is the first time we’ve connected, let me tell you we are having a simply harika time. Harika being wonderful. My knowledge of the Turkish language is simply growing by leaps and bounds. I’m going for two new words a day and I dearly love trying them out on the locals. Indeed, hob-knobbing with the locals has definitely been very close to the top of the highlight list. We’ve been getting along fabulously. I do believe I impress them in the first minute of conversation where I prettily say my thank you’s, wonderfuls, and yes’s, but as that’s all I say, they quickly figure out I’m not too brilliant and we all have a hearty chuckle at our Turkish and their English (far more impressive than our Turkish).
The art of communication. It’s a blast. I’ve added ‘nice to meet you’ and ‘very beautiful’ today and have very much enjoyed using them.
So the locals are great, our tour guide Selcuk is amazing (he’s been a tour guide for 26 years),and the places we’ve been-chok guzel (add some squiggles on the c and some dots over the u and you’ve got ‘very beautiful’.
Walking around in Ephesus was pretty cool. This city housed 250,000 people back in Pauls day and being there with about 4,000 other tourists gave you a small taste of what it could have been like.
*Fun fact of the day.*
A great number of tourists who come to Turkey are from South Korea where there has been a great missionary influence in the past decade. They are devout Christians who desire to journey in Paul’s footsteps.
So if you read Acts 19 and then see the actual coliseum where the great riot took place, it’s kinda like ‘wow’.
Another fun fact of the day. This is just a Kelsey fun fact though so don’t get too excited.When I was a wee child, my father was reading Acts 19 to the family. And I didn’t fully understand what a riot was. And he explained that it was when a bunch of people got together and shouted things for reasons they didn’t even know why. For instance, one group would shout ‘apples!’ and the other ‘oranges!’.
And to this day when I recall the riot at Ephesus, I picture a large number of people shouting about apples and oranges.
Anyways, back to Turkey. So we generally get up at the crack of dawn, tour away, drive on the bus-a plush 2012 Mercedes Benz, eat lunch, tour a bit more and then arrive at our hotel.
And that’s just really harika.
Overlooking ‘the narrows’, a key location in Turkish history because of World War I. I’m now a major Turkish history buff. Ask me a question and I may not have the answer but I sure can tell you a good story.
And now, I am tired of fighting with Davey’s laptop so I shall leave you. Perhaps I’ll get more writing done during our nine and a half hour bus trip tomorrow. Ooch.
Because I do have such fine adventures to share with you.
But until then, it’s been harika. See. You think I use it often here? You should hear me here. As it’s one of my seven words, I use it about 100 times a day. The locals love it. (I might love it more).
Good night friends! (It’s 11 here or, as they put it, 23:00)