Ye ole Turkish/Kurdish village

as I lay here wide awake and reminiscing about today in the out back village of savuca within Söke- Aydin. We are currently staying at my in laws house while visiting the old fashioned and very eastern type village. I absolutely love it here but I know it’s not up to some people’s taste.

This is the kind of place where the neighbours all pop in and out of each other’s house constantly, the kids of all ages can play outside on the street and be totally safe.

There’s a van comes around with live caged chickens every Tuesday, the locals will choose a chicken and put it in the garden until they have time to prepare it for tea. Yes can be gruesome but hey that’s life, even us westernised people once lived like this many years ago. There’s buildings here that are very minimal and baron.

Some may say this is a poor village but in reality they feel they are the luckiest people in the world to have such a beautiful community of respect, peace and security.

If I go to the lavatory it’s literally a hole in the floor, a little like European toilets.

My in laws follow the religion of Islam and here they clean themselves with pure clean running water.

For us westernised folk this can be a bit of a shocker upon first coming into contact with such a toilet. I’ve been coming here and peeing in this toilet for over 9 years and my legs and ankles are still partial to a bit of a peetastic shower, also that feeling when you’re not the skinniest of people and you’re crouched down and doing your business and your knees lock! This is just the cherry on the bloody cake as you’re trying to shimmy yourself up the walls to get up. Haha. Sounds horrendous but honestly it’s all part of the fun and experience.

Who wants to come to the village and be welcomed with normality anyway? Not me! What is normal? I love the real Turkish life! It’s amazing and I have so much admiration for these people, my family.

The kids here grow up with so much respect for each other and their elders.

It’s beautiful to see a small boy grow and form into a Handsome, beautiful hearted young man who’s manners and courtesy shines through. You can still find these people in parts of the U.K., but if we are completely honest with ourselves we all know they’re few and far between.

The past few days I’ve been to visit 6 families of relations and there have been at least 7 families of relations that have come to visit us. My husband has such a huge family.

He is actually one of 8 children himself and all his family and extended families have lots of children. Actually I think 95% of this small village are related to one another.

Everyday there’s at least 8 people who come to see us for a chat and a cuppa or even to drop off some delicious food they cooked this morning and want to share it with you.

Honestly, I can only count on one hand the times I’ve seen one or two members of my British family within these past few months. (That’s normal in the U.K. and that’s fine) here, it’s like when I was a kid back home and everyone knew each other and spoke to one another.

Can you say you know all of your neighbours in your street?

Enough for them to walk into your house for a cuppa?

Today my yenge’s (sister in laws) taught me how to make a tradition Turkish dish called içlı köfte which is a type of ball made up of bulgur rice, egg and water with chicken mince filling. There’s lots of spices involved and onions with tomato paste. It’s absolutely beautiful and I adore cooking so I was so thankful to learn how to make this.

In return I took my scissors & comb out of my case and I cut all my sister in laws hair, gave them the full works! Cut & Blow with straighten.

All the ladies here wear head scarfs but underneath they all had the most beautiful, thick, long locks.

The day ended on me and my sister in law sat drinking lots of çay (tea) eating baklava and çekirdek and putting the world to rights! We were laughing our heads of endlessly.

All communication between us is my broken Turkish and her non vocabulary of English 😂 but you know what……..we had the best chat using out hands and facial expressions. Also google translate helped s little.  We had such a lovely night, while the lads went out for a meal.

What a fab day we’ve had!

Check in later for an update on my stay and tonight I be writing about the Ramadan drummer.

 

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Published by Wife of a Turkish Life

Just a normal lass living in a beautiful city in the uk and soon to move over to Turkey. I have 3 beautiful children and a lovely Kurdish hubby from turkey. We currently live apart from our Turkish family in turkey and live in the Uk and soon to move back over to turkey for good. I love everything about my life! I absolutely adore cooking and baking, I cook a beautiful meal and dessert every night and light lunch during the day if we are hungry. I bake a lot too hence why I’m growing to the size of an elephant and find it hard to shed the lbs (ooops) I also love, shopping, socialising, date night together with the hubby when he’s home, I love make up and being and hairdresser and beautiful among others things I love everything about self presentation. At the moment I am a fully mummy to two little beauties and I love it. Please feel free to follow my blog and have a little onsite into our life. I’m just starting out so there’s much more to be added each day. Please be kind and if You don’t like my life then don’t feel the need to stick around and tell me in a nasty comment 😝.

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