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Where I want to be

Like everyone else I have times that I feel unhappy, and lonely. Whenever I have moments like that I go to my room curl into my cozy, queen size bed, close my eyes and imagine myself at my favorite place in the whole world. UÐ*makdere is a small village at the north of Turkey, which is in a valley and opens up to the gorgeous Marmara Sea.

UÐ*makdere is a miracle of nature, while you are driving your car at the path on the mountains to get to this small village you feel like you are in one of the skilled artists' painting, you get face to face with a gorgeous view. Your left side is a cliff which the sea lays down the end, and your right side is the forest. Especially when you arrive to UÐ*makdere, you are in heaven! The first thing you see when you arrive to the village is 500 hundred year old buttonwood tree stands there with all its magnificence, this old tree is the protector of the village and the witness of great loves for so many years. The one thing you can't see in this place is concrete, all the houses are made of wood, and flowers hanging from the windows of the houses, with every color a person can imagine, all tones for pink, yellow, and red. Every house has small yards which are use for spreading the tobaccos that they produced to dry. These people earn their income with tobacco and wine production.

If you continue driving and leave the village where the domestic people live, you will see little one or two floor houses spread out until you arrive to the sea side, newer than the ones at the village. The newer houses belongs to the people who left the village many years ago to be able to live in big cities but never forgot their roots and construct houses which they can come and live there half of the year. The one that is the closest distance to the sea is my grandparents house, the two floor cute white house. I spent every summer in that house since I was born; although when I was a kid I didn't want to go there. But soon after my childhood the village, the nature and our house became my favorite place. It was the perfect place where I could forget and escape from all my fears.

There are not much to do in UÐ*makdere, basically you have to spend everyday in the same way. But I think it is the best part about it, you are alone with the nature. Early in the morning I wake up with the warble of the roosters. I wear my swimsuit, take my towel, get an empty bottle and walk to the beach. First I sit on the rocks and watch the fishermen's, the way that they throw their fishing lines, and after a while how they pull it back with a few fishes hooked to it. If I am lucky I see dolphins jumping at far away. Then I stand up and start walking on the rocks; there is no sand in this beach, just rocks, big - small, colorful - gray rocks, and finally my feet touch to the cool water and I feel chilly. Then I start swimming, the water is perfect it is clear like a glass that's why I like this beach because there is no sand to make the water blurry. A little while later I see my grandmother walking towards me, that means every body woke up already and the breakfast is almost ready. I dry myself with the towel quickly, take my empty bottle and go to the drinking fountain to get fresh, cold drinking water which is coming from the mountains. When I go back to the house all of the family members are ready to eat. We set the breakfast table at our yard under the walnut trees' shade. My grandmother's homemade jam, toasted bread, bologna, and peppers on the barbeque with the marvelous smell that makes us all hungry, and cheese that is bought from the countryman are our classical family time breakfast.

After the breakfast I and my cousins go to the little cafй