Thanksgiving Day ... No Turkey in Turkey

Our first Thanks giving away from family since we married and in reality our whole lives.  Without the hype and burden of preparation, it seemed as if it never occurred.  We spent the entire day at the University of Istanbul, the oldest University in Turkey.  It was day two of a four day training course for WHO Wheelchair certification.  Presentations were in English with Turkish translation.  The instructors are volunteers, mission specialists that come from Salt Lake and serve short term projects.  Our specialists are a Professor from the University of Utah and a retired Physical Therapist from Salt Lake.  They worked with the WHO to become certified to train and now are training trainers.  The entire project was then set up by the Canfields, the people we replace.
After the training session we all went out for Thanksgiving dinner.  We ate lamb sliced thin and spread over a flat bread with a tomato sauce and yogurt.  Quite tasty and for the first time in my life I did not feel totally stuffed from eating too much.  No pie.  We ate a milk custard for dessert.
This experience is so great so far.  We have walked a bunch to get to the public transportation and it was raining most of the day.  Raincoats and umbrellas and millions of people.  Nori ask me if I thought one could ever feel a sense of quiet with so much activity constantly around you and so many people everywhere.
So far we are impressed with the friendliness of the Turkish people and are enjoying our massive dose of culture shock.  This is so the right thing to be doing.  It is great, yet tiring.

Steve (Elder) Canfield setting up for training.

Anita (Sister) Canfield, Nori (Sister) Weaver and the instructors from headquarters.

Students being exposed to the art of Wheelchair mobility.  Derek, Dan and Adam all three could do more in a wheelchair than any of these folks could master.  Great experience.