A mill pond stillness descends on Bodrum Harbour on Sunday
I have inadvertently ignored the one year anniversary of arriving back in Bodrum and starting this blog so I should refer to the milestone as it whizzes into the distance. We are continuing to enjoy being back in Turkey and that is probably the best reason to celebrate. It still seems like a homecoming and I enjoy catching sight of faces from my past life. Just today walking around Bodrum I said hello to a grocer who used to work in the marina in 1982, a friend my husband knocked around with in Ankara in the 1960s, a basketball coach who's team was supreme in Bodrum in 1990, the best mayor we ever had (1994 -1999) and the the last sponge diver in Bodrum who was varnishing his boat. This continuity is very comforting in a country that is changing so fast. Bodrum has grown like Topsy; Anatolia is encroaching on its Aegean heart and the Bodrum peninsula is fast disappearing under concrete and stone. This is nothing new - those living here have been making the same complaint since I arrived 31 years ago and I'm sure my daughter will be voicing the same concerns when she's my age. We shall continue to "go with the flow" as befits two pisceans (almost) living the life of Riley.
Looking back over my 129 posts I'm embarrassed to find that there are not many pictures of Bodrum Town. My first new year's resolution was to take better pictures, my second is to take them of Bodrum. Here's a few to start as I mean to go on.