Time, they say is relative! Time is flexible (as long as you didn’t work for me in Prison Industries – those were the days)! Time can be warped! It can also get to be really wasted when you are trying to navigate your way around massive road works with partially signposted (but not to where you really want to be) directions!
So it was that J and I kept going around in circles for an hour and a half before a kind local came and held our hands and led us to an obscure, unsigned back alley that, he assured us, led to where we wanted go. Five minutes later we passed through a time portal and arrived!
Join us as we journey back fifty or a hundred years and see a rural Turkish village as it once was (sans the odd tractor). Welcome to Cumalıkızık in Bursa Province.
This is not some sterile museum piece; it is a place where people live and earn a crust from farming and a bit of nostalgia tourism for Turks. It lies a 5 minute drive from the main Bursa to Istanbul highway and unless you know about it and go looking for it you will have whizzed by on the underpass and be non-the-wiser.
It was a rainy, dull day and the light was poor, however, I hope you enjoy this photo-essay. I also hope you’ll excuse my obsession with knockers – it’s an age thing!
Alan Fenn, Okçular Köyü