I have been thinking of Istanbul a lot recently. I have been thinking about the beautiful city. The culture treasure and shopping mecca. And the transfixing qualities of the place and the people. Several years ago, when I visited with a friend, we walked, and ate and boated and biked. And we sat down and […]
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On my wedding day, my father told me I was a good traveller. He encouraged me to be brave and see the world, and then to put down roots. He wouldn’t tell me where I should do that. He wouldn’t tell me which community to choose. I can’t choose. Or at least not yet. There […]