Stopped off at Ankara on the way through central Anatolia. At first glance (and in some ways) this city reminds me of Nairobi or Accra. This recent and sudden growth (mainly post 1920s) is betrayed by a lack lustre architectural monotony (like an Asian Basildon) but comes alive with a gritty, edgey and hustle and bustling street culture. These are pioneers out here on this plateaux- and they look it.
No sign of any city chicks in these parts.
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