In the evening a Turk came to the camp and offered milk. A couple of people went with him under the pretext of “we’ll milk it ourselves.” Of course, we were not allowed to milk, but it was interesting to look at the peasant yard. We drank tea, went on an excursion to the barnyard, and chatted with dear grandfather. It was an ethnographic evening. By the way, the house in which this large family lives turned out to be surprisingly small. #Turkey - Lycian Way
