Embrace change... and where exactly?

On a recent trip to my hometown Seyhsadi, Amasya in Turkey, I had a peculiar experience. I visited my grandmother and grandfather (the mother side). They live in a cozy house that looks out on to the great village hall  across a humble looking mosque. That night, there was a wedding in the village, and the excitement was everywhere... here! and there!  The young girls in my grandmother's house all giggly rushed to the wedding site as well. 

When I was young, at around age 10, the weddings in the village were quite tribal with adolescent men dancing around a huge bonfire out of a tire. A tire! It usually was quite a scene to be seen. Memorable as I remember now. 

All thoughtful and with nostalgia, I looked out the window and asked the household whether or not the bonfire and the dance custom is still observed. To my call for answer, the fireworks then lighted up the sky cheerfully. And I laughed. Sadly.