This has nothing to do with advertising, marketing, photography or anything else I usually blog about.
So that’s a first.
On our ill-fated trip from Antalya to Göreme, where we nearly missed the bus, we met Dilaver at the bus station.
We met him again at our convenience stop during the middle of the night. He was on a different bus but traveling in the same direction.
We thought no more about this chance encounter until he turned up at our hotel in Göreme. He had tracked us down and wanted to have us back to his house, in the next village, for dinner on Wednesday.
Unfortunately we were due to leave on the Tuesday so we politely declined.
All this was communicated with his broken English and our non existent Turkish.
Not to be put off by this he decided to show us some of the sites that were off the tourist beat.
We went racing around the Cappadocian country side in his little Russian car, up and down dirt roads and reversing along major highways.
The communication between us was elementary and this was highlighted in a most unconventional way.
We told him we had visited Gallipoli and got into a discussion about how ferocious the fighting had been there.
He then produced a small service revolver and removed two bullets from the clip and touched them together.
We both immediately realised what he was demonstrating, recalling the story we had heard about bullets colliding mid air during the heat of the Gallipoli battle.
Now Dilaver is a Turkish policeman and one of the warmest, most welcoming people we have met.
We hope that any further brushes with the law will be equally rewarding.
[…] For further encounters with our policeman friend Dilaver, read Bruce’s blog about our run in with the law. […]