These pictures are the result of a stroll I made, strating at the Ulu Camii, than along the main street onto the square where there is the city museum and the usual Atatürk on horseback (I think this square, like the one in Ankara, is called heykel, for "statue"), then uphill through some very ordinary neighbourhoods, crossing a rivelet, descending again.

This is inside the city museum. It is situated inside a fine building from the early days of the republic, I guess. It is not very large, but has some sensible displays of the older and younger history and room for variable exhibitions.

This honours Zeki Muren, whom I saw perform in Ankara in the early seventies of last century. The Turks have a tradition of male singers who may transform into women ahead of or or during a performance. In this case, it was during: after each two or three songs he would change into a costume with more glitter and colour, farther away from the formal evening clothes he wore on the outset. At the end he was dressed in mini skirt, glitter all over. I was in the country when, much later, he died. The whole country was in mourning, rightly, because he was a fantastic singer and great performer. He was from Bursa. You can listen to some of his music if you press the buttons in the museum. Or use Google or such.