Tuesday morning, June 2nd. Murray and I have been to the market to get some bananas, oranges, yellow honeydew, bread, and jam (I THINK it’s boysenberry, but it might be mulberry, or maybe blackberry…) The rest of the class is now 1 minute late from official start of breakfast time so I’m gonna go grab something to eat before they show up and it disappears in the whirling of the dervishes.
No sooner did I click “post” than these guys popped in the kitchen door…he who hesitates doesn’t get as much to eat.
Today I think we’re going in to some part of town to serve soup which the students at Filipus made here last night. They do this every Tuesday. We most likely will be helping behind the scenes since none of us speak much Turkish.
It’s Wednesday morning as I continue this post and we’re about ready to drive to Capaddocia for a two night stay. Yesterday we went to the Ataturk Mausoleum and Museum and then spent the afternoon at the church with the Filipus students, passing out invitations, serving soup and tea and bread, praying for those who might and would come, cleaning out a storage shed. Then we all piled into the van, stopping along the way so that a couple of our students could learn a Turkish dance on the sidewalk. That evening we went to the home of an American family who are workers here in Ankara for some fellowship, pizza, and ping pong.
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