Small boy Mohammet joined us and started to chat with us, showing everything around. Here is the place where his grandma lives, there is one uncle and cousin. Their village was partly in caved houses in cliff and partly in stony houses.
Our intention was to find the place to spend the night without anybody knowing where we were. So we were trying to be on our own. Mohammet was very nice and polite though. As we were slowly leaving habited part of village he started to look scary and was trying to warn us about something.
"Burada çok caravar var !"
"Burada çok caravar var !"
We had no idea what was he trying to explain us, but his gestures and mimics were quite expressive. He did not continue, just started to say "Hello, money". After we gave him nothing and simply said good bye, he went away with a disappointment.
All Turkish children are so sweet, until they start asking for money.
The evening in the cave house balcony was magical. Starry night and late Azzane singing from the mosque enriched our senses. And morning view to impressive Hassan Dağ volcano was simply beautiful.
In the morning, after having stomachs full of grapes that grew near our house, we tried to enter to Ihlara valley through the official entrance. Tickets costed 10 Lira (~5 EUR) per person. After short bargling, we could bring the price to the half, so 10 Liras for both of us.
We knew we can do even better.
So when going little further to the road and starting to hh away from that place, the turkish heart of the ticket salesman won over the businessman attitude. He called us back and let us pass for free.
Later, few days after this evening, our friend translated the sentence that little Mohammet wrote on a piece of paper:
"Burada çok caravar var !" - There are ghosts here !
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