…i found someone to translate the phonecall. i just got myself breakfast as a man approached me asking where i’m from. the rest of the conversation went on in german since he lived in germany for quite some time. i was invited for tea while the phonecall was made. everything fine. host awaits me. i should just show the card to someone as soon as i get to dermirci.
once there, someone on a motorcycle escorted me. my host still couldn’t believe that a man on a bicycle could travel that far. after a hearty welcome and some tea the questions how long i want to stay came up. we were talking about my route as a bus driver who was present offered me to take me to izmir. the promise of a warmer climate and to be back on the sea again answered the first question and an hour later i was on my personal taxi to izmir…