The First Evening in the Mountains...😍

Second attempt to record the voice message. Somehow didn't work just now, only one message came through. Hello dear people. After you could already see yesterday that I found the waterfalls and was also able to spend a lovely time there, the pictures from the journey are still pending. And because it was a very hot day, I mean, I had swollen feet that I had to dip into a spring basin along the way, that naturally also led to me thinking about various things, various memories also coming up. Primarily of course from the realm of what I experienced in Tschernomoritz. Be it the spontaneous conversation with the former Bulgarian heavyweight champion in Olympic boxing. Be it the story of Lucy, the conversations with Alex, the discussion with Christo and I've forgotten the name of the hippie who basically spends his life at the campsite. These are all exciting stories that I will surely work through again for you, for me and for the rest of the world. And to convey to you what such an environment should look like when you're traveling by car to pursue your thoughts, there will definitely be a few more photos today. Beyond that, at the end of this series of pictures there are the cows on the road, which are of course also a connecting element to the place where I am now. They all belong to Osman. And Osman in turn reminds me of a former close friend from Mecklenburg. Totally crazy. He actually refuses translation tools, mobile phones or any other technical devices. I actually tried several times yesterday. No chance. Nevertheless, all these cows that are racing on the road, beside the road and through the terrain belong to him. And I was with him last night, where I actually didn't manage the night before, being totally tired, in the village. That's somehow another two and a half, three kilometers from here. And on the village square there's actually a building. It's a pub, shop, whatever. And the landlord is mayor and sheriff. It's totally funny. He actually has a car for off-road use. There's a five-pointed star with a circle, a white one, on the side. Totally wild. The whole gathering was really funny. His twelve-year-old son, because he speaks good English, then translated throughout the evening. Actually into the night. We even changed locations. Then he also had a beer, well, half a one. They're really funny people, in any case. The region here itself is more or less committed to the Islamic faith. So I haven't seen any women here yet, except the two who somehow randomly passed by. Not yesterday, but the day before. Most of them have Turkish names, all speak Turkish too and were naturally happy because when I noticed that, I naturally also opened my website. Here my German texts, even though it's translated into Turkish. Great idea. The evening was so funny, you can see in the pictures too, that of course there's a change of plans today. That means I'll pack up here this afternoon and will actually move to another spot. And this spot is one year old and was built by the male village population as a party area, also with its own spring and everything that goes with it. Thanks to the mayor sheriff innkeeper. By the way, they're all related to each other. So there were brothers, cousins, brothers-in-law and uncles there. I've already told about the people smuggler. I don't even know if I've already mentioned it in this message. Yes, there are people who earn their money bringing other people across borders. Crazy. Well, I'll definitely check this out here for a few more days, because it's simply an incredibly beautiful area. I still have a few pictures from yesterday on the way. I was altogether I think four and a half hours, five hours, five hours hiking, climbing, scrambling, waiting. I'll leave the swimming aside for now. On the road. Yes, crazy, in any case. So there are a lot of pictures today and maybe one or two texts to go with them. I'll have to see. Yes, then I'm curious now whether my taxi to the city comes soon or not. And if not, that's not a problem. Then I'll just sit at the computer and work. Or, as Osman just announced earlier, who sat next to me for an hour and a half and already drank his first arki, which I declined even though he invited me. Nevertheless, he naturally left the bottle here. He's definitely up for doing another round through the mountains here this afternoon. At least that's what I understood. What it will be then, I can report subsequently. Okay. Oh yes, I also took a few pictures of my morning training so you can see, can comprehend what an incredible view I get to enjoy during my training. I am so grateful. Grateful for everything. And especially for what surrounds me in feelings from nature. I wish you one more smile and a magnificent course of the new week. Have peaceful and joyful moments. Until then.

The surprise, you have to imagine, it's total silence. There's nothing that somehow reminds you of being connected to civilization. It's pure nature, it's totally intense, no plane, no nothing, absolutely nothing at all. And so as I gathered up my clothes all naked and had taken another photo or two, I headed back towards the rocks with my hat and naked, basically, to then get dressed there in a relaxed way, or to put clothes on, and set off. At the shores near the reservoir, so the canyon or fjord or whatever you want to call it. It's pretty muddy there, but everything flows in from the mountains and all the sand settles there too. Right, so as I'm just gathering it all up, there's huge fat loud music with thick, fat bass. You have to imagine, you're on a village road and you hear neither the car nor anything else at any point, but you just get thick, fat bass and some Turkish disco, funk, hip-hop, some kind of music and it echoes really loud. And then actually two really fat, what do you call them again? Now I have to think myself, damn it. Well, here like motorcycles on the water, jet ski, funny. So two huge, big, fat jet skis, which actually, like with the newer motorcycle models that all go in the shopper direction, are equipped with big, fat speakers. So he didn't have a speaker box or anything with him, like extra, but it was a system that was mounted on this jet ski. And those things looked really fat and sounded, when they eventually turned off the music, like they had pretty, pretty big engines in them. Yeah and then they came and of course saw me, I of course also stopped first and watched the spectacle somehow, until I realized that they were also looking strangely, because I'm standing there naked at the shore with my backpack and clothes in my hand and a hat on. We're talking about Muslim-influenced regions. Okay, so I got it and retreated to put on my underwear and the rest then too. And they looked around a bit at the shore, they didn't get really far because the bay itself is also a bit winding and then we're also at the part, how far did I swim? I of course swam to the reservoir, so where it really starts, to look at it and there are also really some beautiful huts in the slopes. Pretty cool. Right, and then from there I went past these, so to orient myself, past these three springs, photographed them again and then fought my way through the forest, because I of course lost the path twice, classic. Orientation worked however. And so I didn't deviate that far from my actual direct path. Right. And then, as I said, when I arrived up here, Osman was here and talked at me for over an hour. We laughed a lot and then the way led to the pub, which is simultaneously mayor's office, shop, meeting place, tavern, whatever, cultural, social center of this village. Right. Oh yes, I was of course, when I jumped in, because I also want to include some photos of me that don't automatically come from strangers, and that of course only works if I try to photograph myself. There are now of course two jumping pictures, one of which of course shows my naked US-ass. Funny! In any case. And at the end, at the end come the photos from yesterday evening. And all wishes from the text plus one.