<p>Religion wasn’t a mystery to me. My mother was a devoted catholic. However, she never was shy to experience other spiritual ways. After observing her approach and the results I decided not to have a religion, later, already an adult, I went far. All data and facts around me proved God was a human creation, something born from our fears and prejudices. So, no God and no religion was part of my life. When Konya came to be one of my stops, I thought it would be another conflict between my scientific mind and the people, particularly the tour guide, beliefs.&nbsp;&nbsp;I was right.</p>
<p>This episode is also available as a blog post: http://helenycampoy.com/2020/05/04/snow-mevlana-and-schools/</p>

Caravans,Valleys and underground cities

A Tale in Red results from spending a further nine months actually ‘living’ in Turkey – from January to September 2011. Most of those nine months were spent on the road, visiting cities, monuments and archaeological sites, but, most importantly, meeting everyday people. Through 27 thousand kilometres, I immersed myself in the Turkish culture, adapting my behaviour to their traditions. I involved myself in close contact with different people – teachers, doctors, farmers, public servants, authorities, artists – and what I listened to from them was a mix of pride and shame, belief and disbelief.