What would I do?

We did 200 kms of East-Anatolian plateau, alt between 1500 and 2100 meters, and more is to come. Open landscape, empty, bare, no trees, lots of spring flowers, some agriculture, now hot, windy, icy cold in the long winters. The feeling that overcomes me is loneliness. Now and then there is a settlement, a hamlet of houses made of stone with grass covered roofs, dirt, rubbish and dried dung stacks all around, a man on a tractor, some children shouting at us and running towards us, a horse, a cow, a lonely shepherd with a flock of sheep.

I try to imagine how life is for these people and I feel sorry for them. For me such a life seems so boring. The same routine for generations, the same limited number of people around you all the time, the isolation, the ignorance, the absence of new stimuli.

What would I do if I was in such a condition. I think I would try to leave. Where to? Europe of course! Apperently there were people before with the same conclusion. Here I feel empathy with them.

 The exiting life of a cowherd