At the Olive Festival

The olive harvest has come to an end and Aziz took us to the local olive festival. This was the First Season of this Festival, it sure will grow over the years. The dancing of the men particularly fascinated me. These men in their thoubs, their white garb, always display such dignified behavior, but here, when dancing their local dance, it appears they remember their fearsome warrior past, bandishing their swords and jumping in the air. Steffen was of course right away included in the dance. And handed a sword. I was of the opinion they were fakes , but was assured, they were the real thing.
Every village had their own dance. This one is depicting the local tribes sending the Osmans packing when they tried to conquer their lands.Okumaya devam et