Thursday is our one day off so I’ve been working flat out since I last wrote. After lunch with some of the grad students (much confusion trying to explain ‘vegetarian’ to the waiters) I wandered up through the bazaar to the Mevlana Museum. I got talking to the guard, who invited me to drink tea with him. We went through to a private part of the grounds and drank it standing under a tree, chatting haltingly.
I think it’s impossible to really explain what it’s like living here. I could explain the dig compound