Coming down from the mountain I was dipped under in Kurdish hospitality; within 5 minutes of arrival to the office of my hosts I was drinking tea while they prepared a master-list of all the things I had to see in Diyarbakir. This was cut short however by the Prime Minister of Turkey visiting the next day. Lot’s of closed shops and lot’s of riot police prompted my hosts to put me on a minibus to go somewhere else..

The city walls of the old city of Diyarbakir are still mostly intact and have a total length of 5 km.
Some parts of the walls and protective structures have been restored to their old glory (this one now sports a tea shop).
The lands around Diyarbakir look like the Netherlands, green and flat.
The classic Turkish way to have tea on the street.