Dalyan woke up to a smoke filled sky on Friday 19th September, when the forests in nearby Köyceğiz had caught fire and people were desperately trying to put it out and stop it spreading. Friends in Okçular were affected by more local forest fires which were also out of control. I’d barely started work, when Dad arrived with a cooler box and a carrier bag of food. Mom had messaged to say she was sending him over, regardless of the air quality, with the contents of her fridge freezer, to store in mine, as the new one was coming later today. I was glad he was there as I was just pondering how I was going to take the bin out to the end of the road – I didn’t think I could get down the stairs with the bin bag in my hand and a crutch. If I fell, no one would know I had, until potentially market day!
Dad stayed for a cup of tea and a chat but then had to rush off, when Mom messaged to say the new bed delivery had turned up and he should come home. I found him a mask to put on so that he wouldn’t inhale the smoke, which was quite bad. It all got a bit rushed and confusing as Dad took the cooler box back, I’m not sure why but he said Mom had said to. I managed to get down the stairs with the bin and a crutch but had to ask Dad to take it down the 2 bottom steps with no hand rail. I carried it out of the complex and along the road but the usual bin was overflowing so I had to walk a bit further with Dad to the next bin. We said farewell and off Dad went, not wearing the mask, with his empty box, which he thought had something in.
I rushed back hoping to grab a drink or breakfast before it was time for some training I had signed up for, on cruises. This was good timing as, in the afternoon, I had a call with a new customer who was interested in organising a cruise and stay holiday. A woman on holiday put a post on one of the local Facebook groups asking about the fires as she was having trouble sunbathing by the pool with ash falling from the sky – somehow I don’t think the Turkish fire brigade gave a stuff about tourist sunbathing.
I had pasta Bolognese with parmesan for dinner, early, which was tasty. I was hoping to get in the shower and go to bed early but my Mom had said they were going to pick up the food once the new fridge arrived and was working. My parents came round to pick up their fridge/freezer produce at gone 9pm, which I thought late for the arrival of a kitchen appliance but they had been for dinner and drinks in Jiks so were calling on their way home. I made them G&Ts before packing the stuff in to carrier bags (as we didn’t have the cooler box it all came in).
Gratitude List
1. Being able to help my parents out with their food storage
2. Not being directly affected by the fires
3. Parmesan.















































































































































































































































































































































































































































