This morning I returned from Izmir on the 13 hour Mersin Seyahat bus straight back to work. I will write more about my trip later.
At my work and personal email accounts I received approximately 190 new emails. Most of them were not important and several were spread by the MyDoom virus.
Today I have eaten dried figs purchased in Izmir and ‘hashas‘ (pronounced ‘hushhush’) bread from the city of Afyon. The brown, fibrous and oily but delicious bread did not contain any poppy seed and was probably made with poppy straw. In Turkish hashas means poppy and ‘afyon‘, opium. The bus stopped in Afyon at around midnight. As well as legal poppy production, Afyon is famous for cream and Turkish delight.