We missed our 7.30 am bus this morning, so the driver kindly offered to drive us to Kahta for the same price as the bus - 10 Lira. A couple more busses and we are being slowly cooked alive in Sanliurfa.
As we walk around Urfa, sweating profusely, we bump into two young Kurdish guys who join us for drinks on the condition that we speak English with them. So goes our evening.
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