A moment of silence for Harold

As you know from the previous post, I’m currently in Turkey for work.  The day started at 4:00 this morning when a swarthy, robust employee at the hotel I was staying decided to barge in, flipping on all the lights in his haste.  Undisturbed (out of shock maybe?) I calmly raised up from the bed in nothing but my Dr Pepper t-shirt and said, “Can I help you?” while I thought to myself, “He doesn’t know what you’re saying.  You should show fear by screaming like a normal scared person or violently shake your finger at him with angry eyes so he’ll understand your irritation.”

Instead, I just smiled and he turned around and left.

An hour later, I received a phone call (after I had gone back to sleep) to say that the manager was sorry for the inconvenience.  So I’ve been up since 5:00 – ish.

We visited a rig yard where I was told I would see various farm animals and a pretty cool garden.  There’s a guy on staff who apparently grows their food.  I was also told that I would see a turkey.  Right then and there, I made a commitment to take a picture of a turkey in Turkey.  My driver didn’t understand my delight in this discovery, but he shared my passion just the same.  I told him I would name the turkey Harold and I would make him famous on my blog.

Sadly, we learned upon our arrival that Harold was last Thursday’s main menu item.

Then we were served the best cherries I’ve ever eaten.  No barn yard animals were harmed to create the makings of this mid-day snack.  The food has been extremely good.  I’ve only had to dig in to my ration of Pop-Tarts and Swedish Fish once.

I’m about to go have drinks on the veranda before dinner seaside.  It’s a tough life here in Turkey.

Particularly for Harold.

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Kim
Kim

Let’s hope you get to enjoy a piece of Harold at dinner tonight!!

Chickpea
Chickpea

Honey, this is why we have hotel room bolts (and DND signs)… please tell me you just forgot to bolt up… (and not that they did not have a safety bolt!)… please…?!?!

Reminds me of the time I was getting dressed in a women’s locker room and a man calmly walked in – a thief apparently thinking all was clear for pilfering bags/lockers – my exclamation startled him and he ran out. Boy was I glad he wasn’t a rapist. I wonder if they ever put a lock on that dang door (most sports club locker rooms aren’t locked, so anyone can walk in that can get into the bldg…)…?

I could make it up to you on the turkey thing by sharing a video of a turkey we met in England who followed the group taking a farm tour as if he too was human! 🙂 Lemme know. 🙂

Have fun!

AmyA

I want to know why that man came into your room. I sure hope that scenario doesn’t repeat itself!

Connie
Connie

Ohmygosh…you CRACK me up. I can see you now peering over the covers, making eye contact with the hotel employee. Um…I guess it was nice they called to apologize but heck…a note on the door would have sufficed at that hour…geesh! Still chuckling over a “turkey in Turkey”. Be safe and be well.

futuremrslittle
futuremrslittle

I have a picture of a turkey in Turkey!!! I’m so glad I’m not the only one amused by this 🙂 The people I was with thought I was a nut.

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