<p>After Safranbolu and Amasra returning to Ankara was something a kind of down. The next morning, the anxiety to move on, put the foot on the road and visit another ancient place was running on my skin. The breakfast took ages, and the checkout an eternity. In the end, we left the hotel, and I was ready.</p>
<p>This episode is also available as a blog post: http://helenycampoy.com/2020/05/25/a-military-base-a-man-who-transformed-everything-in-gold-a-football-match/</p>

Turkeys, Zeus, a communist and good food

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.