Saturday, April 25, 2015

Our brush with the law in Turkey


Posted by Elizabeth. For some reason I didn't buy a map of Turkey. I guess I imagined we would just find our way or use Google Maps to plot our course. You would think I would know better. I have a sordid history with Google Maps. One that involves a trecherous drive from Milan to Florence over a snowy mountain.

Remote areas don't seem to be its specialty. I get that. Who's out here capturing these mountain roads and dirt paths? So I shouldn't have been surprised by the circuitous route Google chose from Pamukkale to Faralya. It started off fine. A great highway through stunning country. It soon led to a windy road over snow capped mountains. 

Which is where we were pulled over by the Turkish gendarme. We came upon the roadblock at the top of an overpass. Two police vans and about eight officers. There were a couple of cars pulled over ahead of us and we scrambled to remember where we had stashed our passports and licenses. 

We got to the officers and Beth opened the window. Six or so men surrounded our car and looked in all the windows. Without saying anything we could understand they all walked back to the van. After a minute they came back and  asked us to open all our windows. Obediently and maybe stupidly we did. They reached in towards Griffin and Leo but instead of asking them to get out of the car they handed them Turkish flags and chocolate eggs filled with toys. With big grins they all exclaimed, "Happy Children's Day!" 

Turns out it was a national holiday. Whew. 

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