The good people of Icel are not sharing nicely and now it seems we are running out of electricity. I am not sure how a city (or in this case a province) runs out of electricity but in order to control the said good people of Icel (and maybe to teach them a lesson in sharing) they have all been put in the naughty corner by the local Electric Company who has decided to switch off the electricity to teach everyone a lesson (although they are calling it maintenance).
Not only are they switching it off in the middle of summer they are switching it off in the middle of the day so for the next week (with the expected weekly average of 35 degree – that’s 90 degrees for readers in the US – in temperature) the electricity will be turned off for a period of 4 hours each day between the hours of 9 to 5. You don’t know when. It will be a surprise.
Speaking of surprises I find that my house is a revolving door. There is always people coming and going. Family, friends, neighbours. It can get on your last nerve when you hear the door bell (which is an annoying tune of Greensleeves) constantly blasting. Last night we had Kemal’s aunt visit and then a cousin. Then his sister in law, brother and their two kids showed up. His elder brother popped up to give me some paperwork (for my fiasco of a residency visa application) and finally . . . it was quiet. When suddenly that damn doorbell rang again! Enough!
“Kim o?” (“Who is it?)
Again. “Kim o?”
Nothing. I have had enough. I put on my shoes and stomp down the stairs to give the visitor the death stare when . . . sürpriz! A friend and her family visiting from the UK. Wow! They are staying in the village with her husband’s family for the next two weeks! I can honestly say I have never been so happy to see someone. Not only does it mean I am not the only yabanci in the village it also means there is someone with possibly even less Turkish in the village than me! Win, win!
They are coming for a BBQ tonight which will be amazing of course but I warned her “Don’t ring the door bell. Knock on the door!”
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. . I can answer your electicity problem – at the local elections four years ago those villages and towns that didn’t vote for the Caliph and his party over here in the SW were subjected to random (but regular) power cuts for about a month. it was so blatent that the papers were full of it. The only thing saving us this time is the region is full of tourists! So, there’s your answer – wall-to-wall tourists and expensive beach clubs!
Ah we need some tourists to come and save us!
What’s really fun is when they cut off the water ALL DAY! This past month,,they have done it at least 2-3 times a week …. During Ramadan at that. We do at least get an announcement an hour or so before, but it still sucks balls 😉
An announcement? Over a loudspeaker? Crazy!
Well we only have one mosque, so it is done through there 😉
I thought of that – later.
Oh and the tourists don’t save us, and I’m in Pamukkale!
I’d love to be over Pamukkale! Nice part of Turkey.
It’s amazing ;)))