Along the way, we have seen and heard about the famous gigantic “Trabzon ekmeg” (Trabzon bread). But it is actually in this small town of Trabzon district that we discovered the real gigantic bread – Vakfikebir!
(Turkey … 18.10.04 to 1.12.04)
Riding late in the drizzling evening, we arrived at Vakfikebir. Spotting some dim lights from a house off the road, we decided to try our luck again, after failed attempts in the town before. This is the house that had sheltered us. It was from this little house that led us to a memorable 8 days stay in Vakfikebir …
With Salih, his wife Nungul and their 3 kids. Salih opened the door that night and without hesitation, shoved us into their cosy little house. It was such a relief to be in warmth and shelter after riding in drizzling rain. phew …
An old man playing Kemence, a traditional string instrument originated from the Black Sea coast.
Crowding around the stove in a tea house for warmth. It was pouring cold showers outside and snowing in the mountains, not far from the town. Wet weather and a mild flu forced us to prolong our stay in Vakfikebir. Afsin (left), our 2nd host, brought us around town, meeting up with his gang of friends.
The one and original turkish haman (bath)! We had a rare opportunity to totally c l e a n s e ourselves, especially the sauna and rubbing. Not forgetting the soothing massage!
Attempting the fast pace Black Sea dance in Erturul’s house, our 3rd host in Vakfikebir. Erturul and Nilufer were old friends of KaraAbdul and Emine (Afsin’s parents). Barely knowing them from an evening in Emine’s place, we were invited to their house a day later. The warm hospitality of the couple resulted in 2 nights stay at their premises!
With Emine (3rd from left), our Turkish mother, her husband, KaraAbdul (1st from right), Erturul (2nd right), his wife Nilufer and son in their apartment.
Attending a local wedding in a community hall. Turkish wedding is all about dancing. First the couple would start the dance under the eyes of the audience. Then the friends and families of the bride would enlarge the dance circle. Later it would be the groom’s side. The highlight would be when everyone joins the dance as the pace of music (from a band) increases, dancing speedily in circles. The wedding comes to an end when the dances finished and the newly wed couple would stand in the middle of the hall, receiving gold accessories and money from friends and relatives.
A family of 10 in action! The family went up empty handed and within a few hours, came down with back loads of firewoods.
The 3 women who had taken GREAT care of us during our extended stay in Vakfikebir – Nungul, Nilufer and Emine (from left respectively).
Black sea coast in fine weather. It is also time for us to hit the road again …
Our extended hosts and friends. Each and everyone in this picture played a part in contributing to our 8 memorable days & nights in Vakfikebir. Leaving Vakfikebir was not an easy task … “Don’t cry for me … VAKFIKEBIR!”
Farewell shot with KaraAbdul (‘Black’ Abdul due to this tan looks) in his cafe and ‘office’. KaraAbdul also happened to be one of the Village heads in Vakfikebir! *grin*