Nesfe Jahan, pt 60

Malatya, Eastern turkey. Just a stop on my hitch to Erzurum. But I explore a little bit looking for lunch. I ask two old guys in shalvar (baggy Kurdish pants, my new favorite).  They insist on walking half an hour with me, towards the good place. I’m disappointed when I discover it’s kabob again. But it’s smack in the middle of the iron monger’s district. Everywhere there is loud banging, the sounds of mending and welding. Pandemonium (or feast) for eyes, ears and nose. I’m satisfied with my detour, and a little sad when I discover it’s in my guidebook.