Monthly Archives: March 2013

On Learning Nothing From Having Been Part of the Roman Empire

So this happened in Turkey this week. Some dudes (presumably, I suppose one shouldn’t be sexist) stole a bridge overnight. Also this week, they’ve been tearing up and replacing the streets all around casa Agent L.  I’m constantly entertained by … Continue reading

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On finding your tribe

Normally, Agent L likes to keep the tone light, but my lord she’s had a helluva couple of weeks, and last night Hannah said something that was so profound, so insightful, she feels she has to share. We were discussing … Continue reading

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Good enough vision

Agent L is very happy to be able to see properly again. I’d also like to make a blanket statement, a really horrible generalization, actually, without offending anyone or starting an international crisis: Turkish optometrists suck. When I came here … Continue reading

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Yalova, sort of.

Yalova, sort of..

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Work Ethic

I’m constantly amazed at the sheer stamina the tea ladies at school show. They’re always on their feet, making coffee and tea and delivering tösts around the school, wiping things down. They mop the whole fricking school like, seriously three … Continue reading

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wordpress issues…

So I two days ago when I tried to log in to write a charming post about… actually, I forget…. I got a notice that my account had been discontinued due to violation of terms of service. I went through … Continue reading

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In which we attempt to culture ourselves.

I met Bestie for celebratory “we made it through the whole morning!” afternoon drinks at our favorite dive, which has a name but which everyone just calls “cheap bar.” One of our favorite things to do is sit around drinking … Continue reading

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Yalova, sort of.

The school I work for hasn’t given its teachers a raise since the Ottomans were in power, I’m pretty sure, but they’ve recently started on a campaign of keeping the teachers sweet by offering “treats” to the high performing ones. … Continue reading

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Friday night in Taksim

In all fairness, we got a late start on dinner. I met Owe in Taksim Square at 8:30, and first we had to have drinks and catch up. I took him to my secret bar, which is tucked away off … Continue reading

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Conquering France

Mert, a student, mentioned in class that he was arrested when he was younger. Now this is a very law-abiding society, and Mert is the first student I’ve had who’s ever been arrested, or at least has admitted to being … Continue reading

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