The secund day, a walk to the Citadel, where Khanî majestuously enthroned. Visit to the French Cultural Center, freely lodging in the heart of the Citadel, in an old house, with a 17-18th century. Mathieu tries hard to interest Helweris to cinema, without a great succes. Here, Kurds seems more interested on video clips and songs. The “Library”, only a bunch of French books is very poor, but how to send a lot of books without mail network ?
Later, direction to the bazar in the aim to find a local SIM card. Firstly, buying a SIM Card : 50 dollars. Then unlocking my handphone, so looking for an expert in this industry. We are going to ask to a shop, which send us to another one, and at the end we foudn the genius which is able to enter everywhere in Internet. But unfortunately, my Samsung is too new, and the ownershop is very interested on it. He even asked me if I would sell it, while in the same time Bextyar proposed that I buy his handhone ! I answered : “Ez telefina xwe nefiroshim, le ez dixwazim e te bikirim…”
Of course, let imagine that at each new meeting, Kurds are very surprised to see a non-Kurdish speaker Kurd accompanied with a Kurdish speaéker French. They untirelessly repeat the news and enjoy of them The pleasure of bazar is to spread a rumour from shops to shop, until an exagerated and quite new version comes back at the first announcer’s ears…
Then 2 hours at least were necessary to buy a handphone, sitting down on a kursî, chatting with buyers and sellers in Kurdish, Turkish, English, Persian, etc. , for hemdullah we always had a common language. And a delicious warmth raised up in the evening… Pure happiness…
And of course, everybody forgot the charger, then we had to come back another time…