This weekend (29th Oct) was Turkish Republic day. It is a celebration of the anniversary of the founding of the Turkish republic, in 1923. It is a public holiday in Turkey, although since it fell this year on a Saturday it’s a bit of a cheat really; they give you a day off that you (probably) would have had anyway.
Most years there are parades and fireworks, although this year was a little low-key. We’re still under a state of emergency (whatever that means) after the attempted ‘coup’ last summer, the American embassy is warning its people not to travel to Turkey and is ordering the family of its diplomatic staff to leave. Tourism (unsurprisingly) is severely down, so maybe fireworks didn’t seem appropriate. There was a lot of flag-waving going on, but not much else.
Republic day normally signifies the end of the tourist season, although many would argue that this year the season never really began.
My whole Turkish adventure started as a four day trip to give me a bit of a break from Bulgaria. Somehow, four days became 54 and I never did get back to Bulgaria. Ah well.
I have a little more time on my tourist stamp, but the weather is turning wet and cold and that normally prompts me to move on. I now have less than a week left here before I change countries (and continents) yet again.