Free the Kurds

On our final walk back to the hotel we came across this loud march in Graben. At first we thought it was a right-wing protest with the tone of the voices and all the police but as we neared we saw a face on the flags and looked up the name. It was for a Kurdish freedom fighter (or terrorist) imprisoned in Turkey. What seemed quite hostile from the distance was fairly good natured once we were near. A few minutes later we were back at the hotel, collapsed on our beds for the final night. What a long day.