5. Turkey (far north-east, 1990)
The dolma was stuffed.
Heaving with humanity and its trappings.
Wheezing over the mountain pass.
Another woman and her produce by the side of the road.
Impossible!
No way!
Muttering in the back, general shuffling.
Still no way.
Claire squeezes onto my lap. General approval all round.
Room for another.
jpm
50 words for 50 countries 
another great post – you’re really on to something here.
Done it again, these are simply wonderful and conjure up such vibrant images.
I remember!
I was scrtuk by the honesty of your posting
That’s very generous Snowy – thank you so much – I am so pleased it reads that way – hopefully that’s because these are just snippets recording my very real expereinces, which remain vivid memories.