He is Lokman, a french-turkish guy met in Van.

He started in Australia. Two years ago. It is returning to his father’s village.

We spend the day and evening together, in this picture the operator of an internet cafe’ (on the right) invites us to have dinner in his basement, at the end of fasting (here there is the Ramazan).

I spend also the next days with Lokman, during the visit to Nemrut Dağı. And then he invites me to his. It ‘s totally off the road for me, I think for a while. Then I accept.

So from Mount Nemrut in Kahta, then bus to Adana, then bus to Niğde and from there by his father’s car to the village.

Here is a mud house:

One lane:

The area is famous for the cultivation of apples:

Obviously Lokman visited his relatives, virtually the entire village. Tea, which I drank to hl:

The great-grandmother:

Aunts, uncles, cousins and nephews:

View of the lake near the village:

A wonderful experience, especially because during the celebrations for the end of Ramazan.

Can you imagine what I ate, even against my will. It is not good to refuse around here.