On Friday Umut's parents hosted what I thought was a "welcome" party, but it was more of an engagement party. Talk about jumping into the deep end of culture study!
The women cooked the entire day at our apartment. They filled the table with dishes full of food, which mainly had a humus or chicken-salad consistency. (See the picture!) About 15 people came over and ate, and ate, and ate. There was also lots of Rakı...a Turkish liquor that is strong enough to challenge the best drinker. 4 of the men finished off 3 bottles and I haven't laughed that hard in a long time. Essentially, they sat in the corner and toasted every new glass of Rakı and as the drink began to settle in their system all the typical Turkish passionate emotion came out. 1 minute they were laughing until they cried and the next minute they were singing sad songs and crying together.
At one point baba Ceylan ("father Ceylan") had enough "liquid courage" to dance a traditional Turkish dance with one of his friends. (CHECK OUT THE VIDEO AT THIS POST!) I was actually quite impressed and incredibly relieved because it gave me an excuse to quit dancing with the ladies. You see, as the future bride, I was supposed to dance by snapping my fingers & swaying back and forth with the other women. I DREADED the dance part of the evening, so baba Ceylan unknowingly came to my rescue.
We also did a traditional ring ceremony where our engagement rings (men & women both have engagement rings) are tied to a red ribbon and the girl's father says a blessing, places the rings on the couple's hands and cuts the ribbon. It was really fun to participate in the ceremony and the pictures don't quite to it justice. (See the picture of me with the Ceylans.)
What a fun evening Friday was!
