Yesterday Eric, (and the rest of the base) had the day off. So no baby Katie, and her husbando Frank-yes the Cedar Falls peeps-and Eric and I went the approximate hour drive south to the sea side city of Mersin for a trip to the mall.
appetite.
Now getting to the mall poses no problem at all-granted you have a tomato paste car that directs you how to get there. We kind of went about 10 minutes farther out from the mall than we were supposed to, so on our turn around we decided to roll down the window, (insert arm crank motion, or push button) to see if the driver beside us could understand our Turkish.
His white car was plastered with all sorts of cans of tomato paste goodness, and a number we could call if ever we were hungry and driving along and needed to contact the Turkish authority on tomato paste. He told us where to turn, and happily we ran the red light, crossed lanes of green light traffic and went on our merry way. A couple minutes later we see tomato paste car beside us again motioning for us to follow him! So we had a chauffeur the entire way back to the mall. If i ever need tomato paste in the future I would call this guy-except I didn't write down the number that was on his car. SHOOT!
His white car was plastered with all sorts of cans of tomato paste goodness, and a number we could call if ever we were hungry and driving along and needed to contact the Turkish authority on tomato paste. He told us where to turn, and happily we ran the red light, crossed lanes of green light traffic and went on our merry way. A couple minutes later we see tomato paste car beside us again motioning for us to follow him! So we had a chauffeur the entire way back to the mall. If i ever need tomato paste in the future I would call this guy-except I didn't write down the number that was on his car. SHOOT!I'm pretty happy with that last sentence since I was trying to beat Keri in the longest run on sentence contest.
Things to do at the mall in Mersin:
1. Walk into the glass doors that you think are the automatic opening ones. We didn't actually partake of this ridiculously fun game, but K and F told us about a Turkish guy who did it when they were there last and busted his nose on the glass.
2. Go into home stores that are like Pottery Barn except 95 degrees inside.
3. Get super grossed out by the doner (spinning 50 pounds of meat on a stick) and loose 2. Go into home stores that are like Pottery Barn except 95 degrees inside.
appetite.4. Discuss the finer foot traffic patterns of turks, who don't care which side of the lane they walk on and are quick to "make like Moses" and "part your red sea of walking together".
5. Berate yourself for not knowing there was a Turkish basketball 2 on 2 contest going on outside. (Frank played basketball for the Air Force and is most likely 3 feet taller than any contender). And Eric can hold his own out there too. So if they would have, and they really did wish they would have, brought their bball shoes, there would have been TOTAL DOMINATION.
6. Definitely purchase a glow in the dark t-shirt which has a cow being abducted by a space ship. Eric loves it.
7. Go to the best dessert restaurant in the entire world. 
Ganache, eclaires, etc: http://www.ozsut.com.tr/apasta.html
Puddings etc: http://www.ozsut.com.tr/sutlu.html
Sundaes: they even put those fun little sparkly guys in them: http://www.ozsut.com.tr/dondurma.html
Cheesecakes etc: http://www.ozsut.com.tr/turta.html
After all of those I'm sure you're full, me too!
1 comment:
So, the meat guy, is that gyro stuff? We actually looked at the dessert site, Oh My! It was fun to figure out some of the names of things.
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