I really did. Several times. In the hospital. I have never been in the hospital for myself before, never broke a bone or needed stitches or even urgent care. I chose to break this streak on my parents vacation visiting…
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When my parents came to Turkey, we visited all types of beautiful and historic sights, however the main reason was to meet Bülent’s parents. Quick back-story: Bülent is Turkish (as you might have guessed.) We met in Cambridge (Massachusetts) my…
Efes was fantastic!! Well, the beer is good too, but I was talking about the ancient Greek city Efes. Also known as Ephesus, it is located about 10 miles from the Aegean coast in Turkey. It is incredible how much…
I love sarma, sometimes called dolma. Grape leaves stuffed with rice and beef, served with yogurt on top. Intellectually I knew that it was a time consuming food to make. But, doing it yourself, afterwards, every mouthful tasted like gold.…
I must apologize for my blogging negligence. However, I have reasons, they are the following:1. Gorgeous Beaches 2. Scenic Streets and Canals 3. Gorgeous Beaches4. Marinas and Sightseeing5. Gorgeous Beaches 6. Gorgeous Man
Because I burned the old ones. While they were hanging on the wall. I set the house ON FIRE. Not my house. Bülent's parents’ house, the summer home they are graciously sharing. I am clumsy, but usually I just hurt…
Ohh My Goodness. My first morning here we went out for brunch at place where they serve "Villager's Breakfast." To get there we drove up into the mountains and through the village. We arrived at the Restaurant. It was beautiful.An…
Saturday we were on the roadFrom Ankara and Marmaris it took 10 hours. While driving through the middle of the country there is not alot other than natural beauty. This is my way of saying there was no radio station…
As many of you know, I am learning Turkish. However, what some of you may not know, I am terrible, but with a Capital T. Terrible. I mispronounce words in an amazing way. Many perfectly acceptable Turkish words becomes crass…
It started several years ago, when I began working with children. Occasionally I would hear my mother. And realize, no, that was me. Then later when I began to work in a high school, my mother really came out. A…