At times the wind was outrageous today, scarves went flying and tarps were barely being held down by their thick knotted ropes. The Yeşilköy market was jampacked— I was bumped, pushed and squeezed into tiny spaces between people and tables. This is to be expected, and I am quite used to it, but there were moments when I wanted to jab the other women with my pointy elbows and bulldoze my way toward the summer dresses.
I stopped for an ayran and a spinach and cheese gözleme at the delicious "café" that I found the last time I was at the market, and the minute I pulled out my sketchbook and pen, the waiter came over with a big smile and an "I remember you!" I hadn't been since February, so I was really impressed. And it felt good. People were in great spirits today, with many of the vendors joking around and goofing off— especially when my camera was spotted.