V İstanbul yolunda Deniz’in kafasında çok soru vardı. Süngerci olmak nasıl bir hayat olacaktı? Ama Süngerci Sinan’a soramadı, o hep telefondaydı. Sürekli numaralar, kilolar, dükkanlar, isimler hakkında bir sürü insanla konuşmaktaydı. Bazen sinirli olur ve bağırırdı telefonda. Deniz pencerelerden manzarayı izliyordu. Her geçen dakikayla, kilometreyle yeni hayatına bir kilometre ve dakika daha yakınlaşıyordu. Kısa bir […]
Continue reading →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, […]
Continue reading →I can’t seem to motivate myself to write anything about my recent travels. I keep meaning to get to it but I get sidetracked on different things. One of my projects is my ongoing story I’ve been writing in Turkish for the past 5 months. Well, I’ve been writing it in a language that resembles […]
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I’ve run into a snag with my Albania stories. Maybe I’ll get back to them in a while, but for now I’ll branch off on another topic. Not that I don’t have good stories (for example being accused of being a Russian spy by an old man because I wanted to take a picture of […]
Continue reading →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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The next day in Pogradec I enjoyed my complimentary breakfast of toast, fried eggs and Turkish coffee before departing the hotel. It was a nice, hot sunny day for my last few hours in Albania. Back in Gjirokaster upon first arriving in the country I had bought a number of postcards of places I had […]
Continue reading →It was time to set out again. For the past month I’d been working at a kid’s camp up on mount Uludağ, about four hours from Istanbul. The university doesn’t start up again until towards the end of September, and aside from another week of teaching at a kid’s camp at the end of August, […]
Continue reading →Went and paid my gas and electricity bills the other day. Lord, what a nightmare it is anytime I need to go and pay my bills. When my parents were here we talked a bit about how if you go and live in another country for a while, you go through experiences that, try as […]
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Went for a walk the other day. Strolled down to Karaköy in the evening as the sun was going down, to sit by the waterfront to watch the ferries come and go and also the fishermen and the people watching the fishermen. After the past nine months living on the sea, I don’t ever want […]
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The school year in most English preparatory departments is broken down into five modules. Each module is six weeks followed by a final exam. After the first module finished we had a week holiday for K urban Bayram, the feast of the sacrifice. That was the week that Graham was here and he and I […]
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