Day 10 - 4000 years of Heritage
This was actually my and Evin´s official last day in Kurdistan. So me, Evin and sweet Naz decided to go look at what our ancestors 4000 years ago built and had to offer us. Evin´s cute relative was our guide. She took us to the Citadel (Qala in kurdish, which means castle).
As said earlier, 4000 years ago Hewler consisted only of the Citadel. The citadel was like a city. People lived inside its walls, with their houses and stores. As the people increased in number and interests, Hewler grew. They started building around the citadel in circles. This way, the city grew. Today, on the map, you can see that the roads go in circles around the citadel. The citadel is the center of Hewler and will most certainly and hopefully stay like this for 1000s of years to come. The heat that day was no joke. The water in my freshly and cold water bottle turned into lava in the heat. When I took a sip, my throat started burning. Anyways, we had the best time in the world. We touched our heritage from 4000 years ago. Walking around their houses and stores from 4000 years ago, I almost felt like the spirit of those who lived there followed us around. It felt as if time had stopped at that place. I swear, I felt that if I turned around, I still could see the city 4000 years ago with people cooking food in their houses and others walking around or shopping. Crazy how such a place makes you feel this nostalgic, huh?
Later, we went to buy things we needed. I loved this part of our trip to! Just as we went to the Ceasar Bazar in Suli, they also have one in Hewler. We went on a mission to look for things we wanted to take home. Words can´t express the fun we had; going around, talking to people and tasting food everywhere. It was a normal monday, a sunny day where everyone took shelter from the strong sun and enjoyed eating the delicious kurdish ice-cream. Aaaah, time, take me back...
PSST: because of me, we ended up looking for Saz the rest of the day. The Saz is an old kurdish instrument, kinda like the kurdish guitar. It has the most beautiful melodies coming from it which almost always makes me teary. We didn´t find a Saz that day. But Evin´s relative promised me she would find me the shop before I leave Kurdistan. Anyways, we ended up parting our ways from Evin´s relative as we needed to head home and change. I didn´t want to mention this, but because I thought I would be able to travel back to Suli after Rawanduz, I left all my belongings there. I never made it back to Suli, which meant I had to wear the same set of clothes for 4 days until my relatives sent me my clothes. I know you guys would go like "Pis u Poxel", but what can I say? I left my belongings in Suli to have reason to go back, when mum and dad started threatening me about not traveling forth and back in Kurdistan. They were so worried something might happen, that they threatened me. I have to say, even with thousands of miles between us, their threats were still valid. Kurdish parenthood = obeying.
Later that evening, we were supposed to meet up with Evin´s relative and their friends at a park for a private mini concert. I was busy getting my clothes back from Suli, so I gave up on going with Evin. Naz was visiting relatives, while my other two best friends Ranj and Shayan were also busy visiting their families. So all of us, decided to meet up with Evin and her relatives later on. While waiting for Naz, me and the others went to eat food (as I only had an iceream for a meal the past 18 hours). Unfortunately we didn´t make it for the mini concert, but we got reunited with Naz and Evin later that evening at our restaurant. We enjoyed our last night together before heading home close to 2 a.m. We fought to sleep to make use of our last hours together. We stayed awake to almost 5 a.m. Shayan was the first one to leave us 30/8. I didn´t get to say goodbye with tears eyes, but I did say goodbye in our harsh humour while being half asleep. No one heard her as she left the house 7 a.m. I couldn´t believe she left and only after I called her, it struck me that the trip was over. The 10th day had come and we need to wrap up our feelings in our bags and leave the homeland.
I always wanted a time machine. There are so many times I would love to stop by or visit...