Selcuk

This morning, we said adieu to Ramazon (our hotelier) and to Istanbul.  Planes, trains and automobiles have delivered us to Selcuk on the Aegean .  Selcuk is in rural Turkey.  Like Istanbul, the infrastructure is crumbling and unpretentious.  But, it feels very authentic.  We went for a walk and a little kid followed us for a block asking us for something - did he want money?  was he asking if we had a car?  We couldn't figure it out.
Ilkat (sp?) our hotel manager here joined us for a beer in the garden.  He taught English literature previously, so speaks perfect English. We find, in the main, Turkish people are very friendly and helpful, even if we can't communicate.   Salespeople can be a bit aggressive for N.A. sensibilities.
Our hotel room is tiny, with 2 beds and WiFi.  There is a small balcony that looks across the street at a woman, who cooks in her outdoor kitchen.
Tomorrow, we have decided to try out a tour.  We will see the home of the Virgin Mary, Ephesus, and a carpet store (uh-oh) among other things.