What a Friendly Country!
This was a good ride day on good roads. The drivers are the best anywhere, giving bikers plenty or room, and a friendly toot when passing or approaching. The towns folks wave and cheer when we pass through. It doesn’t get any friendlier.
I stopped and took a picture of several towns’ people milling wheat on a town street. They insisted I retake the picture with them waving and posing. The country side is rolling hills with fields of sunflowers and wheat. Most farmers have modern American tractors.
Several of us went to the city park and sat with the locals and people watched for several hours as we drank tea. It was interesting to watch a Gypsy mother work her two young boys. She would send them off to stand by people ordering snacks and look hungry. The unsuspecting patrons would invariably order for them too, and the boys would bring the booty back for mom to stuff in a bag. In two hours she had quite a haul.
The hotel was worthy of mention. Just down the street was a Mosque that we could listen to prayer calls. The Saray Hotel had cable TV in each room and one of the ten channels was the Hustler Channel with continuous porn movies. This country is sure one of color and contrasts.
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