The Good Tired Feeling

Over the past couple of years my brother Graham and I often discuss “the good tired feeling” in our email correspondences. Both of us had a similar realization after we stopped cycling, that we would have a hard time going to sleep because we were never tired anymore. For the better part of a decade […]

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From the Albania journals

I got stuck last year in trying to write about my second trip to Albania in September. I kept notes in my journal but couldn’t motivate myself to polish them up and actually write something about it. I was flipping through the journal a bit, laughing at my stories and decided I’d just write up […]

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Üzgün Ahmet

I Bir zamanlar Amasya’da Ahmet diye bir çocuk varmış.Ahmet 13 yaşındaymış. Ahmet’in babası Serdar Amasya’nın en iyi simitçisiymiş. Herkes Amasya’da Serdar’ın simitlerini bilirmiş. Serdar çok çalışkanmış. Her sabah çok erken kalkarmış, simit yaparmış. Her gün Amasya’nın caddelerinde yürürmüş, simit satarmış. Ahmet’in annesi İpek hemşireymiş. İpek Ahmet’i çok sevmiş. Serdar 20 yıl simit satmış ve Amasya’nın, […]

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Shkoder Again

I arrived to Tirana airport in the mid-morning, collected my backpack and tried to leave the airport. I had been told that I could catch a furgon from the airport to Shkoder instead of taking a taxi to Tirana and then taking a furgon from there, as the airport is on the way to Shkoder. […]

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Intermission

I spent about three days in the hotel before heading back up to Uludağ to teach at another kid’s camp. I was relieved to have a little bit of rest; this was the first time in about two weeks that I had spent more than one night in the same place. I made a tally: […]

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