We had made plans to visit an Ottoman village and jumped on the bus. At the stop we bought a kebab each and 2 drinks.
"3 Kebabs, 1 without onion."
"2 Kebabs, 3 with onion?" the shop keeper replied confidently.
"No, 3 kebabs, 1 without onion."
"1 onion and 3 kebabs.."
In the end we decided to leave it at that.
"12 Lira." So we grabbed some cash and I only had 2 5's and a 50 so I hand over the 50 and he fossiked around, saw my 2 5's and grabbed them so I grabbed his 10 and he looks down passes me a 5 and a 20 while I grab his other 20 and he takes my 10 which he looks at and give me a 20 and takes my 5 so I get the 20 and take his 10. We looked at each other and he says confidently, "Ok!?".
"Nope Mate, swap me this 10 for you 20 and give me the 5 and I'll take the 10." So this began another furious money exchange. "Ok" he says again when I had exactly what I had before. "Umm, you took my 2 5's for you 10 and a 50 so you only gave me the 20 and a 5 so I need another 20 but you gave me a 10 instead", I replied clearly. Then someone came who spoke English and we got it all sorted finally. Then Ariane decided she wanted a drink as well….
We arrived at the village and stayed in a very cool house like the house in Wales but not as much stone with all the weird levels etc. The place was in a Nipon book so it was full of little ninja's. One didn’t seem to appreciate the musical I preformed that night in my sleep and Hannah said he kept rolling over and Tsk-ing. I hoped it wasn't ninja for I have a good poison for you. We planned to stay a day but we walked around for 1hr and saw it all pretty much so decided to go to Cappadoccia. The pension (hostel) lady thought she had offended us. I personally thought the ninja was going to give me some of the deadly ninja 'tsk' poison. I think even the monkey butlers can die from it.