Surprises

 

We’re coming up to our final Sunday in Izmir. It’s been rather hot – 35- 38° - so that we have depended on air conditioning to survive at night.

Last weekend was fairly full. On Saturday, we went to the lovely Arkas Gallery. The building, on the Kordon, the former French consulate is still French property and flies the tricolor. But it is run by the Arkas foundation, part of shipping and commercial organisation, which has several other galleries in Izmir. Exhibitions used to be free, but there is a nominal charge (reduced price for us seniors!) The current exhibition – ‘Tradition and Modernism’ displays a range of paintings by Turkish artists during the first three decades of the Republic, when European fashions were being followed. Many of the younger painters trained in Paris.

Sunday was Trinity Sunday. We were expecting an additional 25 in the congregation – pilgrims from St Bartholomew the Great in London, led by their Rector. But we were surprised by a further 20 or so on a separate pilgrimage, whose pilgrimage had not yet started. So we were running round before the service, trying to find additional service books and reading sheets. But in the end, it was a good service, with some robust singing from the 60 plus congregation. And they all seemed very positive about the worship (and sermon!) Again, we had a good conversation with a few people, over coffee after they had had lunch (I need a break to recharge.)

Otherwise, it’s been a normal week, with Evening Prayer at St Mary Magdalene’s and Bible Study in the hall, and on Zoom. We also had a morning meeting with talk and prayer at a quiet café with a couple of church members.

For our day-off, we took the Izban to the end of the line at Selçuk – the town which includes Ephesus. We decided not to visit Ephesus this time – it would have been very busy and hot. The day didn’t start too well, and I got onto the train just before the doors shut, leaving Jo on the platform. I had to go to the next station and return. But fortunately, the next train to Selçuk had not left and we had ample time for the connection at Tepeköy. The journey takes just over an hour, and it’s good to go through open country after Izmir’s noise and congestion. There are acres of prairies which are fully farmed, though we don’t envy the women picking fruit and vegetables in the heat.

We had thought of going to the Virgin Mary’s House, a place of pilgrimage for Christians and Muslims, which we have seen a couple of times; but the only way there was by taxi, which was going to be rather expensive, and would only give us 40 minutes there. So we stayed in the town, and went to the Ephesus Museum, which we had seen before, but now had time to really explore and enjoy. It is very informative, and has great displays of statues and pottery.

I nearly spoilt the day, by tripping over a kerb round a tree and falling on the pavement. But people were very helpful – one got a chair for me, and got some wipes from the nearby café for my grazed elbow. No damage was done, and the café brought out the coffees which we ordered – and which I clearly needed. It’s good to experience the kindness of strangers, though I don’t recommend falling over to experience this! But it’s reassuring that my bones are obviously quite strong, and no medical care was needed. So not too many surprises.

We later walked through the town, which has the remains of a Roman aqueduct; most of the pillars had a nest for storks, many of which had young. We had a surprisingly nice lunch at a local café.

 So we come nearly to the end of our time here. St John’s feels like a church with real potential, with a growing number of students and other young people, who have a real enthusiasm and commitment. We shall miss much of it, though it will be good to be back home and have a less crowded diary – and lower temperatures!

 We have one more Sunday Eucharist and Tuesday Evening Prayer. Then we move out of the flat on Wednesday, to spend the night in the hotel before our early taxi journey to the airport and flight, on Thursday. We spend that night in London and take the train back to Axminster on Friday.

 Please pray that all goes smoothly and safely. 

 

 

Holy Days and Holidays

 

Another week of being fully  occupied

 Last Thursday, we made an enjoyable visit to a Korean friend, who hadn’t been coming to St John’s for a while, but happened to come on our first Sunday. It was lovely to re-make her acquaintance, and see her new home.

That was the eve of a four-day national holiday for the Muslim feast of Eid al-Adha – which meant that a number of public places (museums etc) were closed. The roads were much quieter than usual, and the noisy building work near us was paused.

 Public transport was free, which was a nice bonus (it’s very good value, anyway!) So on Saturday we took the vapur across to Karşıyaka, and discovered that many Izmir residents behave as the British do, and go shopping on public holidays. So the shopping area was busy – but we bought a shirt  and a dress for a total cost of about £27.

 Sunday was the feast of Pentecost, but – as expected = the congregation was half its normal size, because of people visiting families for the Bayram (holiday.) But we had the pleasure of welcoming some visitors. One was a keen Christian from Indonesia, who works as a nanny, and had asked especially for the day off, so she could go to church. And there was an African woman, who came with her 5 year old daughter. When the mother came up for communion, as I reached out my hand to give the little girl a blessing, she responded with a high five! I can certainly say that has never happened before in my 52 years of ministry.

 Life returned to normality on Tuesday, but we were invited to lunch by a lovely American, who each year spends two stays of three months at a time in Izmir. We went to an interesting Italian restaurant, and had some good conversation, only slightly spoiled by continual noise, as a nearby building was being demolished. WE then travelled over to Bornova for Evening Prayer.

 On Wednesday we had Bible Study: two American women joined us in the Office, and two others on (one of them from Istanbul). Then  we went out for an evening meal at the Greek-Turkish restaurant, where we were greeted with a big smile by the waitress, who evidently remembered us from previous years. It was an enjoyable meal and our pleasure was compounded by warm farewells from the cashier and the waitress, who both gave Jo a hug! That doesn’t happen often In England.

 On Thursday we gave ourselves a day off, and took the Izban, and bus to get to Foça, a lovely seaside town and port, with well-reserved 19^th century houses in the old town. There’s an Ottoman fortress overlooking the bay, and some islands beyond, one of which is claimed to be the Sirens’ island mentioned in the Odyssey. After noisy and dusty Izmir, it was good to get some relative peace and quiet. We try to get there every year; it’s the easiest sea port to get to by public transport. We had a good fish lunch overlooking the port – meze, followed by grilled sea-bream, all washed down by rakı.

 On Friday we visited one of the older church members in the afternoon. She is Turkish- French, and was an academic biologist in France. She used to be  regular at St John’s, often playing her violin to accompany hymns. It was good to see her again.

 Now we are preparing for our Trinity Sunday service; all our regulars should be back, and we will be joined by some 25 pilgrims from St Bartholomew the Great, in London.

 The weather has been good – wall-to-wall sunshine, with temperatures in the mid 30s! Now we are more than half-way through our stay – time has passed quickly. If you pray, please pray for continued health and energy for us both.

Keeping Going

 It’s been quite a busy week since I last wrote.

 We had a day out, going by tram to a green area beside the Aegean, with plenty of picnic sites, and a lovely mix of colourful trees and plants. It leads a lagoon which often has a variety of birdlife, including flamingos. There were a couple of birds on the far side, but we weren’t sure of they were flamingos! But it was a good and refreshing walk, beside deep blue, clear water. We returned by sea, taking the car ferry across the Bay, and then a vapur (passenger ferry) back to Alsancak.

 It's also been a cultural week. St John’s is a popular venue for choral concerts. One evening the Music Conservatoire presented performances by some of their graduating solo singers. They were excellent – two counter-tenors and six sopranos, who sang a variety of classical pieces. And on Saturday the A Capella Gramofon choir sang a varied collection of light music – some items from musicals, and even a couple of Lennon-Macartney songs! A less serious concert, but very enjoyable.

 Sunday saw our first complete Eucharist – I celebrated and preached for the Ascension, and Jo took part of the service, led intercessions and administered the chalice. WE had the usual mix of congregation: some we knew from previous visits, others were newcomers, or visitors. Once more, we joined some of the younger people for coffee after they had had lunch. Jo and I walked back through the street market – mostly local farmers and small-holders. WE bought some excellent strawberries and a melon.

 Otherwise most of our shopping has been in one of the local supermarkets – much the same as supermarkets all over the world! However, there are many fewer ready-prepared meals, apart from frozen pizzas and things like köftes. There are plenty of choices of beer – and a variety of (mostly) Turkish wines, which are generally dearer than one might find in the UK. Some things have changed since we first came to Izmir; there are more breakfast cereals, including their own brands.

 We have also taken Evening Prayer at Bornova again; we had a very refreshing cold coffee with coconut milk at a café beforehand, and afterwards joined with most of the congregation (ie about six people!) at an interesting restaurant with a very cosmopolitan menu (where the servers are encouraged to go back-packing to different countries!) Again, we had good conversation with the students, who had come.)

 We saw our friend Seyma, whom Jo had taught at St Sidwell’s school when she was 8. She is now married (though her husband was busy), and works as an architect – at present based in an office near the church. She came and had supper with us  (an English menu of cottage pie and fruit crumble – though the fruit was fresh apricots.) In return, the next day she brought us a bag of lovely juicy lemons from her in-laws garden!

 Finally today, we hosted a visit for some 40 American Episcopalians on a pilgrimage round the Seven Churches. They were nearly an hour late arriving, but seemed to value the visit.

 It’s become quite a bit hotter – temperatures around 32-34°, with dawn to dusk sunshine. We’re now preparing the worship for Pentecost Sunday – but the church congregation will be a little depleted as this weekend is a 3-day holiday for the Muslim festival of Eid al Adha. To complicate matters, there is a strike among municipal workers, which means there are no buses, and consequently more traffic congestion on the roads.

 Otherwise we have maintained our regular pattern, watching the sun rise above the hills, before we say Morning Prayer, and then enjoying our walk beside the Bay. Most days we go to the church office, to feed Cleopatra the church cat – though there are other who take advantage of the biscuits!