Of to the south!

The bus for Fethie is in the evening, at 8 so in the meantime, i get a map, a couple useful thing, leave the rest at Marion's and in the stress, i forget to contact any couch surfers in Antalya or Ankara. My bag is quite light and even with some added weight for food and water i should be able to carry it for kilometers.

Today is a turkish national holiday and the streets are full of people, flags, and on Istiklal, the comunist party is doing a propagenda action :) Loads of young people are standing and hold a news paper in their hands. They are standing amongst the flow of people and are trying to sell the paper. Excpt me and a couple older weird looking people, i have seen no one stop by to chat or let alone buy a print of the paper...
On the Taksim square, a scene was put up and djs are performing... loud house and techno altered with turquish sounds to satify everyone are banging and people standing under the “attack” of flashing laser and light shows... It is funny how the context influences my view of things, the light show is more or less the same than back in serbia at that small techno party in an arena but the mood seems quite different. Or maybe it does not only seem but is after all, mixed ages, mixed origin, national holiday, it cant be the same mood than a party full of drunk (and drug'd) youngsters. I rapidly ass as my bus is leaving soon.
In fact, its good i didnt take too much time because the servis bus taking me to the main bus station leaves just as i step in... at the bus station i have to wait a good half hour before the luxurious bus arrives. Looks new, all white and clean, tainted windows... And it is pretty new inside as well, big seats with seat belts (??). The seats are numbered and there is a hostess (no sexy young lady, rather a stinky, uptight young men...) to make sure you sit in the right spot. So despite an almost empty bus, i have to sit with someone. Fortunately, amongst the average age of 40, he is the only other young guy on the bus. And we start chating.
Jam (yep like pearl Jam or the glass of jam, thats his name) is a cook on big cargo ships. He is about to go home to Fetyie after 2 years away... Being cook on such a big ship consist mostly of being board and frustrated. No women, nothing to do except get drunk, play play station and watch movies. he tells me about his room and the times he shared it wit his brother, a captain. A big room with big tv, a lot of technology and comfort but no women and no where to go for weeks until they finally hit a harbor. He used to work on cruise ships, a bit more work but far better since there are always new people to talk to. On a cargo they are just some 20 crew people and not much alternative. He earned good money and now he just wants to get home an rest, just lay down without feeling any movement and take it easy, enjoy the beach, the sun, the house and family. Speaking of family, he is part of the butterfly family and tells me to great everyone when i get there.
The bs rides in turkey are something very special, you understand the point of that button that you always see above you with a hostes pictured on it. Never wondered what the hell this is for and who it calls?? Well in france or switzerland most certainly no one, especially if you sit on your school bus. But here, you can call for water anytime you want, there are a couple tea or coffee services and you even get a small piece of cake. An other notable thing is that the bus stopes sevral times, in big road houses for about 30 minuts, time to go for a piss, smoke a couple cigaretts (yep the turks love their smoke!) or get something warm to eat... In our case, it is time enough to smoke a big joint before getting back on the bus :) a funny scene those stops, the buses get washed (no wonder they look so new...) the people walk around... and the atmosphere is so mysty, foggy, dark and cold.
Back on the bus, impossible to sleep, to many thoughts from my stoned mind, too many stops, light on, people moving around... At least i finally get some space, the watchdog stopped forbidding us to sit on empty seats and i have two seats for myself. Does not help me get any sleep before 4 am... and then the sun rises...