The pistachio fields set the rhythm in Suruç; everyone knows everyone, and within two days you're the neighborhood's newest familiar face. The plain runs flat to the horizon, and so does the planning: tea, a neighbor's wedding, or the chatter in the square. Once evening cools, the streets wake up. Here, 'what should we do' rarely takes long — everyone already knows the answer. Don't assume you do too: roll the dice and let Suruç set the pace.