Fethiye Times reader Paul Sullivan recounts a lovely ‘only in Turkey’ incident that highlights the honesty, community spirit and empathy of Turkish people.

Paul Sullivan explains:

“On Monday 15th October, after a brief early morning visit to the Garanti bank in Fethiye, I was returning from Fethiye on a small Dolmus bus. In my wallet I had approximately £300 sterling and 600 TL. I got off at the market at the top of Hisaronu and walked across to the Council office to pay my water and tax bill for the year. But after I presented the guy behind the counter with the bill I couldn’t find my wallet. I spent the next 10 minutes frantically searching for my wallet before I came to the tearful conclusion that I had dropped my wallet on the bus.”


“I ran out to meet my family at the market, and explained, incoherently I might add, what had taken place. I for one was convinced that the wallet was lost for ever and someone was going to enjoy the week on its proceeds but, knowing that the bus was going to Kaya Koyu and would be returning, we decided to all wait at the bus stop for its return.”


“After 5 minutes of waiting my wife and my sister decided to walk down to the Hans Hotel, an English restaurant/bar, to see if our friend Billy was there to help. I waited at the bus stop with my mother, father and brother in law – see picture above.”

“After about 10 minutes everyone at the bus stop had wind that there was a lost wallet on a bus somewhere, heavily laden with cash and in turn was actually refusing to get on passing busses to see what the outcome was.”

A Nervous Wait

“Another 30 minutes passed when a bus came up the hill flashing its lights and honking its horn before coming to a stop in front of me when out jumped my wife and sister waving my wallet in their hand with smiles as big as the Babadag mountain that towers above Hisaronu.”

“Everyone at the bus stopped started cheering, hugging and back slapping each other and it became quite an emotional few minutes and one I’ll never forget.”

Miles of Smiles

“My wife and sister then told me how a very helpful English speaking Turkish employee of the Hans Hotel called Donnie came to their aid. He rang someone whom he knew worked on a bus and explained the situation. That person then rang all the bus drivers en-route to Kaya Koyu before finding the one that had my wallet. That driver then picked my wife and sister up from outside the Hans hotel and the rest, as we say, is history.”

Keep the Faith

Paul said:

“If possible I would like you to pass on my happy story, giving gratitude and thanks to all the people that helped me that day with their words of encouragement and banter afterwards.

I gave the biggest tips I’ve ever given to anyone that day but they were more than deserved and helped to restore my faith in people – Thank you.”