"BEŞ YÜZ, BEŞ YÜZ, BEŞ YÜZ!!!"
It's sort a joke we have in our little American circle this year, and sometimes we pull it out to amuse the locals who find it pretty funny. The quote translates literally into "FİVE HUNDRED, FIVE HUNDRED, FIVE HUNDRED!!!," which actually means 50cents and vendors yell it out to attract the attention of people walking by. This is extremely common at a pazar, known also as a bazaar they are large markets filled to the brim with cheep goods. They sell everything there from sheets, silverware, sport wear, food, hair clips, abercrombie knock-offs and so much more. It is not all that common for people my age to go, they prefer to shop at the stores downtown, but my fellow Americans and I love them.
My host mom took me to my first one way earlier on in the year and I was overwhelmed and in awe. There are just so many people all over the place that you have to push your way to get through. It was sensory overload as there are so many different smells, good and bad, and man, the COLORS! The different hues of the goods combined with the white tents and blue sky was amazing. Plus everything is so cheep. I bought one of my favorite dresses there for the equivalent of $5, and everything else is of similar prices. There are definitely things of pretty bad quality but there are a lot of gems if you have the time, patience and willpower to look.
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Charlotte! I just discovered your blog through San Juan Update (Thanks, Ian!)...I'm SOOOO Proud of you! It takes guts and compassion to live in a totally different environment w/ an insanely different language. Your posts are interesting and fun to read...I'm adding you to my favorites. I thought about sending you a 'care package', but now I'm not so sure..... ;)
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