As in the Karpass peninsula. It's the part of Cyprus that looks like a tail. A photography club invited me and a few others as guests of honor to go with them on a photo excursion. It was amazing. A whole day dedicated to photography!!! We stopped by a gorgous, ramshackle old church; flower-filled fields; a little harbor; and a Turkish-Cypriot village. One of the village ladies let us pose with her donkey and gave us fresh-baked bread with herbs and halloumi cheese. Yum. Another couple invited us into their home to see their hand-made loom. It was wild. The loom was made out of sticks and had a stone for a weight and worked just fine. Our bus got caught down by the water, and all of us had to pile out while the menfolk pushed the bus uphill. Thank God I'm a woman. While we were roaming around, one of the women kept blowing on this little whistle. It turned out there were a bunch of hunters nearby, and she wanted to make sure we didn't get shot! Lunch was a sit-down mezze, followed by an impromptu coffee-cup reading. The guy raised the potatoes, sheep and olives on the premise. Yum. A little plane showed up in my cup (same as at dinner a few weeks ago!). She said that I will have someone fly in and money will come from overseas. Sounds good to me...
