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Kahramanmaraş is the city where the ice cream originated that now is sold all over the country. It sticks to the instrument that is used to laddle it out of the vat in which it's made. So the vendors stick a cone on top of it, and hand it to the client. Who tries to grab it, but the instrument is reversed and you reach in empty air. This may continue for a while. Nice for kids, but a bit boring if you have outgrown the trick.

I had not been in Kahramanmaraş for eight years, and how the city had changed when I returned in December 2005. Like almost any Turkish city it had grown considerably. Some restoration had taken place and more parks adorned the place then I could remember. In the center a high building of modern design housed several shops and, I was told, the social service offices. I was a\stounded to see it on my 1997 pictures, somehow I had utterly overlooked it, concentrated as I was on historical buildings. I requested permission to go up to its roof and this was kindly given (thanks to all who helped me), so rather then take pictures from the citadel – as was my original idea a high spot to take overview pictures, I was looking down to that citadel or kale, and all the city around me. The weather was poorly, with rain hiding in the clouds, sometimes popping out for short bursts. It allowed for some spectacular shots however, and I’m not complaining. The bazaar was mainly sheltered and turned out to be more extensive than I remembered.