As I've said before, transporting around the city is never dull here. Today was definitely no exception. I was hanging out in a district of the city that is pretty far away from where I live, so I decided rather than taking a slow bus, I would take a dolmus(dole-moosh): shared taxi, home. Although getting home fast was my desired intent, I soon regretted that desire.
As we sped around curves, jerking this way and then the other, we came to a 4 lane, busy city street. The traffic was backed up pretty bad, so our driver decided he would just use the lane of the oncoming traffic. No big deal, till there was oncoming traffic! After coming to a complete stop while staring down a taxi in a lively game of chicken, we finally nosed our way back into our lane. One would think this would be enough to keep one's dolmus in the proper lane. Wrong. After waiting impatiently for a whole 5 seconds, the driver darted back into the oncoming traffic only to get stuck there at a red light. This is when the very friendly motorbike policeman turned on his siren, shouted something that NO ONE could understand over a loud speaker, and then proceeded to calmly ask the driver to please not do that again. Tamam, the driver said, or ok! Ouch, that was quite a slap on the wrist. Let it be noted that by this time, I'm laughing hysterically on the inside, trying desperately not to make noise as the other passengers probably wouldn't find it quite as humorous as I did.
Moving down the road, we make it to the interstate highway, or I guess you could call it the intercontinent highway here since we would take it across the Bosphorous from Asia to Europe. Anyway, it's a major 6 lane freeway that we were traveling quite freely on. We weren't driving so fast, though, that I didn't have time to do a double-take when I saw a shepherd and his 50 sheep grazing on the side of the highway!
As I continue to giggle to myself, thinking, wow, this has been quite the road trip, we crossed the bridge to my side of the city and prepared to take the first exit. Only, when we came to the exit, there were at least 6 cars coming toward us in reverse! This actually got 1 Turkish passenger to exlaim an "Allah, Allah" under his breath. Roughly translated to "Holy buckets, I don't believe this!!" :-)
At last I made it to my stop and decided I needed a Pepsi Light and a snack to recover from my trip. This is when God blessed me with finding a snack size bag of Peanut M&M's...a perfect, surprise ending to a very surprising trip.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
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3 comments:
I laughed out loud! Thanks for sharing! I love that you're giving your readers a true view of how crazy things really are...and then it makes me think, "Hmmmm...how many things happen in every-day-US-life which would cause a Turk to blog?" But in the end, we still love Istanbul, even more!
Hey Kim (and Greg), I'm so glad you are enjoying the fun mishaps of life in Turkey. And, of course, I've also thought about how many crazy things a foreigner in the US could write about. In fact, when I moved back to Arkansas, I felt a bit like a foreigner myself, and found lots of things to write about daily life there! :-) Doesn't it all make you wanna come back! :-) Optum!
*LAUGH* still i have a smile on my face! love ya!
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