Turkish Night 1 | MY Doramac

Merhaba,

Turkish Night was a little” hokey”, but everyone had fun and that’s the point. We ate, drank and made merry. No research needed. Men and women came out dressed in folk costumes from different areas of Turkey and performed dances and skits and then there was the belly dancer who deserves an entire email for herself along with Irina who was brave enough to take part in the act.

Definition of hokey: “Two glasses of wine and he gets unbearably hokey”; corny, sentimental…

http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/hokey

Two glasses of wine and who notice if it’s hokey or not!

The food at Turkish night was Okay…not the star of the show. There was plenty of cheap wine and Raki to insure everyone had a good time. I’d overdone the wine in Eḡirdir so kept mine to the minimum. I enjoyed sharing the good time with good friends; but my heart was back in Soḡanli.

PS Note our waiter opening the wine bottles at the end of the table…you will see the bottles in almost all of my photos. That was not the plan but I didn’t notice it until going through my photos afterwards. (Sort of like the Diet Coke can in my Florence, Italy photo.)

Folk costumes and wine bottle

Red costume and wine bottles

Blue costume, wine bottle cropped out: same red haired dancer from previous photos.

The next set of photos seemed to be the reenactment of a wedding complete with the groom being tidied up, some audience dancing with our pals involved, and then a competition for the bride. One of our group took on the role of the “foreign competitor.”