Walking in the Tian Shan Mountains was a great idea. Forgetting my passport was less clever. Because in a country like Kazakhstan that means: trouble!
My meeting with a corrupt policeman on Big Almaty Lake.
If I had to describe Şanlıurfa with a color, that would be purple. In the provincial town in the deep southeast of Turkey, briefly called by all Urfa, women and men wear mainly purple headscarves in all shades - lavender, lilac, purple. Emina also wears such a headscarf, as well as a glittering and sequin-embroidered red velvet coat, as is customary among the rural women here. She came to meet me on the main road from Urfa, as I was doing my last errands before I drove on to Iran.