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TURKISH dsLITE

08 March 2008

I have returned from warm Turkey, where the resort served an unironic amount of turkey for almost every dinner meal and apparently every damn ancient culture in the world settled at one time. One meanders through the tombs and decorated graves of Lycians, Romans, Greeks, and probably the odd Atlantian or citizen of the Hyborian age.

I've come through this vacation with a surprisingly unburnt visage (factor 50 sunblock, thou art the saviour of my deathly blanc skin) and a disappointing lack of culture shock. Is it me, or are people the same everywhere you go? I was fully expecting a huge where-the-flip-am-I?! experience, but sadly I felt right at home and managed to get around easily. Public transport around those parts is very cheap and surprisingly reliable and the people are friendly and laid-back.

Since it was nearing spring I was witness to a host of creatures just born. Walking through an amphitheatre we were greeted with a mother dog and her band of four hungry pups. Later on, in a desolate fisher's hovel, we began feeding a few lonely cats, who suddenly started multiplying until there was a body of over fifteen screeching kitties demanding our foodstuffs. Then there was the adorable pair of kittens which I have photographic evidence of feeding, with said proof hopefully reaching my digital property within a fortnight. At one point we came across a newly born baby goat which had only breathed its first gasps for about a quarter of an hour, tops. Seeing him learning to stand up was a mind-pacifying experience.

During the hikes and climbes up the slopes of mt. Olympos, I even found time to play ridiculous amounts of Pokémon Diamond, which I had left alone for nearly half a year. It was remarkably easy to get into again and before long I was training and catching like never before. It really is a travelling game and being in the Turkish environment added to the experience. Context is everything, so don't let anyone ever tell you it's a waste to play games on your holiday. I can't wait to play something sitting on the top of a mountain again. The drawback is that I'll probably let it gather dust again now that I'm home. I just have better things to play than an infinite timesink like Pokémon. It did arouse my passion for it again though, which will happen every few months or so. And it got me wondering, why on earth don't we have a Pokémon Centre somewhere in the Netherlands? We should have. It's not right. Now where will I heal my fighters and friends?

Tune in next week, when we see how August fares against this villain-who-is-so-not-Piranha-Pete.

Roderick.