Greed is self-perpetuating. It thrives on itself like a parasite. Inwardly eats away at the very thing it desires. Therefore never able to fully satisfy.
We gobble up what remains of our time in Türkiye. Greedy to spend our last day where it all began, in Edirne. Then, still finding our feet, SIM cards and somewhere to stay, misdirected our intentions. The Selimiye Mosque, high on our agenda, overlooked. We’re back to make amends.
As we approach, we see it’s in a state of repair. Not looking its best. Typical – and we’ve made such an effort. Undergoing works since 2021. No info on website indicating such. Completion date set for next year. Too late for us.
Inside, a mass of metal scaffolding cloaks its beauty. Looks more like an industrial unit than a house of prayer. Only one small area is open for viewing.
What we missed. Below, the central musalla seen from above – that isn’t a patterned carpet – it’s the backs of praying worshipers, knelt in prayer.
With eyes now focused on Gemmagos Leisure Camping in Boyanovo, Bulgaria, we say goodbye to Türkiye. Join, then overtake the five mile queue of HGVs.
Our overnighter is a quiet back garden. Guy & Janet moved to Bulgaria eighteen years ago. With electricity, water on tap and shower facility it’s perfect at just €10. We learn that many properties in the area are abandoned. Most set in large plots. £1,000 can get you a bargain!
There’s a thriving ex-pat group here. Not all Brits. Italians, Dutch, Germans – they all clubbed together to build a village pub. Obviously all having the same priority.
