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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Rogam/Valbone

I kept going down the hill and eventually the boy on the horse caught up with me and passed me. He said his house was just a little bit further down and I told him I’d see him there. This village was not Valbone, but Rogam, the tiny village that you come across just before […]

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Sarande

From Gjirokaster the bus was about two hours to Sarande. Sarande is on the Southern Albanian coast and is one of the country’s more touristy destinations for its location on the sea and nice beaches, its close proximity to both the border with Greece as well as being right across from Corfu. Once again, I […]

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Mark the Artist

I’ve met a lot of people in my few years of traveling and feel like I’ve got more than enough characters to make up a pretty funny novel about meeting them all. I’m a fairly shy, introverted person and it takes a while for me to talk a lot and be open with people, but […]

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Fred Fishermen

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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