Today we decided to go on to Nemrut Dagi, to have a look at the heads of Nemrut and enjoy the environment and hang around in this area. To shower before our departure seemed was impossible, it did not work. After trying to find some bread, in which we did not succeed we left this village.
After some driving we stopped in a tiny village. A village type you see often along the roads, a couple of houses along the main road, where all that may happen, happens here. Trading, talking, sitting, cars dropping an taking passengers and so on. We stopped at a mini market and my job was to find some bread around here.
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| We passed 75000km |
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Two turkish men were trying to understand what I meant, they didn’t understand what I meant, it’s difficult to depict. After a while I saw him open a wooden box and got a glimpse of what looked like bread. Actually it was bread! “Brot!” He replied, ah yeah, I should have said it the german way. The something funny happened, he was cleaning the table which stood there, put two chairs under it, covered it with some papers and took some vegetables and gestured if we wanted to eat something there, and drink some tea. I walked to Melissa who was still in the car and told her about the friendly guys in the mini market, who were very happy to have some tourists there, they wanted us to stay for a while.
Later on, when other people came in, a turkish man who was a foreign worker in Germany in the 80s, told us they they were happy to have us here, because tourists just don’t stop here.
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| On the road to Nemrut |
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We ate the prepared lunch with pleasure and they happily watched us, refilling the glasses with tea, when empty. How generous these people are, and how kind, is one of the best things in Turkey. When Melis was smoking a cigarette outside, she was hearing people talk about ‘Holland’ all the time, and sometimes a new person walked in to have a look.
After this special lunch, we continued our trip.
During our drive I thought of this second fuel filter from the Elsbett system, which can be closed because the original fuel filter is connected in parallel with the SVO filter, when you close the second one, the first one is used. The Elsbett filter is a fine filter, and the engine restrain might be caused of the SVO from the supermarkets here, which is probably more thicker and that’s why the fuel can’t get through the fine filter fast enough.
This was indeed the problem, the car had more power again and no restrain anymore.
In the afternoon we entered Malatya, this was a quite a big city, compared to what we had seen today. We found ourselves a supermarket and I got inside to find some fuel. They had the 18L cans of Sunfloweroil, and after I put the cart full of these cans we went to the cash desk. The woman saw the cans but could only speak turkish, she began talking to us, looking worried about what we were going to do with this. I ‘explained’ with my hands, that we are using this as fuel, by making gestures of steering a car. Now she looked even more worried and in the mean time while she was talking, more supermarkte staff arrived and after a while six persons stood around us and a couple of them tried to say we’re crazy to put it in our car, “you, cooking this!” (pointing at the oil) “Not in car!” I was not able to explain that we know what we are doing and we smiled and left, “Car kaputt!” the shop manager warned us yet, bummer that I was not able explain it, they did not understand a word.
We continued our trip, heading to Nemrut national park. We found the relatively small side road to Mount Nemrut and short after that the Benz started climbing the roads in the mountains, and did the job very well, this famous OM617 diesel engine. After a while, driving on the climbing road, we saw some very small puppies dribbling on the side of the road.
‘Did you see that?’ Melissa asked. ‘Yeah, puppies?’ I asked.
We continued driving and kept on talking about the pups. ‘Where that really pups?’ I told Melissa that there was probably someone around. But we couldn’t get is out of our heads, we hadn’t seen anyone around.
We knew, if we would drive back and they were indeed alone, we knew we ended up with these two pups, although we thought we’d seen two of them.
After 15 minutes we decided, we had to go back, otherwise it would bother us te rest of our trip anyway.
So when we got back we stepped out of the car we tried to see if they were still there. We couldn’t see them, I saw a big stone and a shock went through my veins. I saw a very big stone and it looked like the pups were under it! The stone was thrown on the pups to kill them!?!?! I told Melissa to get back in the car, then at least she didn’t need to see it. But she wouldn’t go back, she wanted to be sure. I saw something moving, I walked down the side of the road over the stones and checked the pups. It started to move, there were five of them, and they were just asleep, using the stone for warmth, as they missed their mother of course.
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| Unbelievable, 5 pups which were thrown out of a car! |
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‘There are five of them! All alive!’ I yelled to Melissa. She was so happy to hear and walked to the big stone too.
5 nice cute little puppies woke up and started dribbling around. We startet to catch them, the first one was very easy and the second one followed soon. Then after one hour we had four of them, we had put them in a box in the car.
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| Safely in our car. |
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The last one was difficult, after quite a while it was gone and I walked further away from our place, the place where we had seen the little pup for the last time. I couldn’t find it and was afraid we had los it. Then I heard Melissa scream it was over there.
I walked back and was glad that it did not run away from us deciding to find a place to hide somewhere else. So we started again to surround it but it still had energy to run or walk away.
So stupid, the pups were only a couple of weeks, 8 or something and already faster than us. We tried with the cheese and other food again but gaining trust was still a problem.
“It will get dark soon” I said. Then, when it walked up again to the road I was able to come close. It was between the side of the road and the stones from the slope. I walked towards it very slowly like we did all the time, and all the time when you’re about 2 meters close it usually starts to move. It looked very scared but this time I was within these 2 meters and still the pup was there. I move towards it so slowly, I had to get it now. It looked me in the eyes but didn’t move. Finally I was so close I was able to grab it, it started to yell like they did all the time when something scary happens. “I got it!” I yelled to Melissa, she ran to me and saw me standing with the pup in my arms. We could cry from happiness, we did it! After four and a half hours of trying we finally had all five of them! This strong pup was responsible for nearly the last 4 hours! It was a very emotional momen, standing there with the strongest pup in the world, finally it gave up and we were able to get it.
After we tried to convince the pup we didn’t want to do no harm we put it in the box too, where it’s brothers and sisters were waiting for some hours. Then we had to figure out the next step: Now what? First we put the pups in the front of the car, 5 of them in this box was really too small and in front of Melissa they had more space. They were totally exhausted and the strong one was finally tired too. Luckily it was, because that was probably the reason that it didn’t start to run the last time.
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| The last pup, it took us 4 hours to get it! |
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When they were all in the car we decided to go on to Mount Nemrut, try to visit the big heads statues and in the mean time we will try to call/sms friends to see if there is a stray shelter for them around here. On the way to Nemrut some guy in an old Mercedes bus which was approaching us started flashing with it lights. When we stopped he told us that the road was blocked a bit further, because of too much snow, we were not able to reach the top. Well, then we need to drive back from where we came from. in this place called Malatya we stopped to go to an Internet cafe and tried to find some dogfood, that, is not too easy in this part of Turkey. They really had to eat and drink so we drove around for a long time, finding big supermarkets and search them through. In the end, Melissa manage to find dog food, it was even puppy food! This was so cool, we could give them what they needed! Then, the search began, calling people, browsing on the Internet.. When I was in the Internet cafe, between a lot of young people who where chatting and gaming, I tried to find organisations who could help. In fact, at the end of the evening we got very helpful information of one of our friends. He spend all his time on the Net to find addresses where a good shelter was to be found. Melissa knew that municipal shelters were not the place to bring them too. These places are usually the end station of the dogs. So what our good friend Henk told us, was that there were only 2 municipal shelters in the vicinity. In fact, in Turkey there was only one good place, a foundation supported by some well known good organisations, there was only one problem: This was located in Fethiye, roughly 1200km away from here. As if you have to drive from Amsterdam to Barcelona over the national routes just to drop a couple of pups. From another organisation in Holland they told us that the only way to help them is taking them with us to the Netherlands, which was definitely no option, because we had some charity work plans in Greece ahead of us. So in fact, we had no other solution then driving to Fethiye, to give the pups a chance on a good life.
We were tired and found a place a couple of kilometers from Malatya to rest, as much that was possible with the 5 pups in the car.
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| All very tired, it were some scary days for them. Especially today, they we’re afraid and exhausted themselves nearly to death to escape from us. |
We parked the car and were laughing about the situation we were in. There we were, in midnight sitting in the are, too tired to think, 5 pups walking and playing around.
I really had to sleep, we had 3 days of driving ahead of us, with stops every 2 hours or even less for the pups, driving from East-Central Turkey to the atlantic coast line.
We had tried to sleep in our front seats, Melissa had to go out with the pups when necessary, so I could get my hours of sleep because I was the only one to drive.