Turnip Juice is one of the other delicacies whose name is frequently heard there and is famous. I stayed somewhere to try it. My friends also told me a good deal of new information about the benefits of turnip.
Mersin is next to The White Sea. I had previously visited The Black Sea which is located in the north of Turkey. This time it was The White Sea’s go which is situated in the south of Turkey.
The new friends that I had made gave me assistance with giving call to the manager of sport or other officials such as governors and announced them my arrival. When I reached Mersin, my friends talked with the manager of the city’s Physical Education Board and informed them my coming, but since I had gotten there in a holiday, I had to spend the night in a hotel and go to him in the following day. When I went to Mersin’s Physical Education Board one of their cars escorted me to another place and they welcomed me there.
A series of games is held in Turkey named “Mediterranean Games”. Regarding to the matter that a construction had been prepared for the management of these games in 2013, everyone was bustling around and getting the games’ jobs ready. It was admirable to me. I was so happy of being in the society of athletes and sportsmen. It was very nice that such enormous projects were ongoing in the course of promoting sport and physical health. The manager of Mersin’s Physical Education Board had his own story and he was a nice and modest guy.
I got familiar with some individuals of officials and the management of there and congratulated on them for the project. It was so nice of them to give me some memorial gifts of oncoming games. During the time that I was with them, I observed the volume of the daily task done in Physical Education. In the meantime, the manager invited me to attend in a program of skating journey from Mersin to Samsun in 2013. Responding to this offer depended on the plans that I would make decision about in future. Yet I thanked them for the invitation.
I went to a photography gallery and got familiar with the manager of it who was a respectable lady. I talked about my plan which was applauded by her and she promised to hold an exhibition of this journey’s photographs in 2013 in Mersin and other cities to denote its profits to cancer patients. I was glad that the photos of this journey were marketable in favor of cancer patients.
After a comprehensive conversation with my friends in Mersin and receiving plenty of new information, I went to bed tired. A group of foreign reporters were supposed to come to Physical Education Board the next morning, but unfortunately, the program was called off on account of the delay that I had.
I started to go to the following city from there. Once on the way I lost my balance intensively and fell down. My hands were covered in blood but I didn’t dress it and kept going. If I had stopped, maybe continuing the way would have gotten more difficult.
Due to the extremely hot weather, I sweated a lot and when the drops of sweats reached my wounds, it caused an intense pain. I moved towards the city of Konya speedily. On the way, I changed my mind to staying in Kiz Kalesi and carrying on the way the next day because of terrible pain in my hands and feet.
Kiz Kalesi is a small town and one of the functions of Mersin. It has its own specific monuments and attractions; among others the sandy coast can be mentioned that attracts many tourists. In fact, the history and reputation of Kiz Kalesi are not only know by Turkish people but also foreigners to visit this city.
About the majority of the coast were plaques prepared for tourists and travelers. I was looking for a place to rest. I went to the government to which had been given a call from the Mersin’s Physical Education Board, but unluckily they couldn’t do anything for my accommodation, so I spent the night at the beach. There was commuter traffic, so I fell asleep after 1 AM. I suddenly woke up early in morning. Washing hands and face and eating breakfast, I departed for Konya.
Little by little in a short time I could get to the city of a dignitary in Persian poem and literature. Konya, the birthplace of holiness Molana, is highly celebrated in Turkey. Works of Molana is accessible in most countries and in various languages. The reason why Molana is a well-known personality is the depth of his works.
When I arrived in Konya, I ransacked the whole city for a reasonable hotel and finally succeeded in it. I put my things in the hotel and started to explore the city in order to find and visit Rumi’s tomb. Since it was night when I arrived there I was not allowed to enter, so I went back to the hotel and spent the night there. The next day morning I went to revisit it. I removed my skates there because it was so crowded and was not possible to skate. I bought the ticket and entered. I was so pleased to be able to visit Molana in this city. Who is Rumi and Molana
There were some rooms in Rumi’s tomb which were full of objects that belonged to him centuries ago. I mean the time when Molana was alive. Some of the objects which existed were his clothes, cloak, hat and manuscripts, a large rosary belonging to that period of time, cups and a pot of that time, some sculptures simulated to Molana’s face and people who lived that time from a cook to businessmen or the poor to the rich who were awake with live music and palatable foods overnights in the meeting rooms.
Anyway, I was immersed in the memoirs of this precious poet. At the end, there was a place that the grave of Molana and other greats of that period and because of the sheer number of people, photography and filming was not allowed. The most amazing of all, most of the people who had come there was shedding tears to pray and get healing. It should be noted that Molana is addressed respectfully as “Holiness Molana”. It was a pity that I was not permitted to take more photos and videos, but on the whole it was a meaningful visit; a valuable memory which I would remember as a treasure for my lifetime.
I was guest in dormitory of that city’s Physical Education Board during my attendance in Konya. Because of being in holiday, we arranged a press conference with the help of Konya’s governor. In a short, but valued time, we publicized ourselves in Turkey in the issues related to my journey once more via the newspapers and television.
I was supposed to skate and it be filmed after the interview. While doing so, one of the people in the street stretched his foot in my way and we both were about to fall down, but I jumped over his foot. I wonder why television didn’t show this scene.
The troubles of all the arrangements which had been made with governments and Physical Education Boards of several cities (that began from Van) had been taking by three of my friends who lived in Kayseri, Samsun and Istanbul. They called many places as far as they could for the sake of my comfort in this travel. I hereby thank these three dear friends.