My Gypsy Life

I’ve been here for 5 weeks, more than I originally planned. It was love at first sight of my pale white skin moving through the crystal waters of the Ege outside of Izmir…love at first smell of the kestaneler roasting on istiklal in Istanbul…love at first taste with lokum as it melted in my mouth (lets not forget menemen, borek, ve raki/balik)..love at first sound as the call to prayer woke me up that first morning in Galata..love at first touch as I rubbed my hand against the weave of a bright red and pink rug in the grand bazaar. I imagine I’ll post pictures when I leave, but until then I’m drinking my beyaz sarap, sitting on the beach, enjoying my last week in this lovely country.