Turkey, I

Istanbul City of intricate spice markets, weekend fishermen, countless street cats, dazzling mosques, Turkish tea, and… the Bosphorus. 1. The trolleys rumble through the curving streets of downtown, the automated woman’s voice announcing the next stop makes sounds that are unrecognizable. Turkish is one of those languages whose sounds I can’t even recall, whose rhythmContinue reading “Turkey, I”

July 4th and Bad Poetry, etc.

Got my fill of a traditional American 4th of July, Philly-style with a delicious barbecue, courtesy of my cousin, and a surprise appearance by Boyz II Men on the parkway, who performed their all-time classics. I hadn’t seen the fireworks there in years, so it was nice getting to see them once again. My favoriteContinue reading “July 4th and Bad Poetry, etc.”

Hoagies, free food, and old roommates

One of the best things about coming home is going to festivals where you get free food. What a better way to show my patriotism than by standing in line with a free Wawa hat in front of Independence Hall, waiting to get a free hoagie?  And iced tea? And bag of chips? I’ved missedContinue reading “Hoagies, free food, and old roommates”