Konya's people

Konya was interesting to walk around as it wasn't a tourist town. In two days we met no native English speakers.

The city appeared to be completely "dry". We were not able to buy our usual nightly beer.  :-( We were told alcohol was available in hotels, but we did not find one.

Shopping was also organized in districts. We found a narrow road that was all fabric shops and another , pictured, that was all shoes. We also found a street vendor with an enormous cart that was everything imaginable electrical.

Wi Fi was also hard to find. We ended up searching using our phones as scanners. We were in a third floor cafe frequented by under 21's when a police swoop of the district happened. A man rushed up the stairs shouting and instantly all the staff collected the ashtrays and the nargiles ( water smoking pipes) that had been in use. They left the empty ones on the shelves. Some customers were also wisked out the back somewhere. Then we waited.  We could see many police cars below in the street, but none ventured up our stairs. The staff were amused not worried.

I assume we were in an illicit, under age smoking venue. The teenagers seemed very mainstream,  even affluent.

The clothing worn around town was very varied. We saw a very few full burka but mostly western dress with the women in scarves about half the time and men wearing jackets almost always. 

I was the only man in town showing knees.