Category Archives: Ex-pat

The Repatriation of Agent sLp pt. 2

One of the most surreal and wonderful and terrifying things about coming home has been how little things have changed, how easy it is to fall back into old roles. The girls in my life have almost all disappeared into … Continue reading

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Izmir to Fethiye

My last evening in Izmir, after my wonderful day in Izmir, was a bit disappointing. Sara is in town with a bunch of geologists, and the earlier plan, which allowed me to sit at a cafe for two hours soaking … Continue reading

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Izmir: The Worst Planned Trip In The World

I can be rather infuriating to travel with, because I have a deep distrust of planning things. (Something always goes awry anyway, and you WILL have to deal with stress and quick decisions, so why not dispense with the unnecessary … Continue reading

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Bra Shopping in Istanbul

D’you know Turkish bra manufacturers think every lady is a B cup? True story. Considering some of the majestic, prow-like bosoms I’ve seen on matrons ’round here you’d think someone would’ve cottoned onto the fact that that is not the … Continue reading

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Dating Abroad.

Okay I have to say this article made me laugh out loud, as us oldsters like to actually spell out, with its complete lack of information. Oh, moving to a new country is easier with your family? Meet the L … Continue reading

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Cheap Eats For When You’re So Broke You Wake Up In The Middle of the Night Having Panic Attacks About Money

A year or two ago I read an article aimed at backpacker types about cheap eats in Istanbul that made me almost snort my discount ayran out my nose. I mean, they were recommending RESTAURANTS. Any backpacker worth his dreadlocks … Continue reading

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Stashing cash.

So you know how you had that one science teacher that, like, EVERYONE in the school knew kept vodka in the chemical cabinet? (Ma, have we ever discussed this? Literally EVERYONE knew there was vodka in the chemical cabinet, but … Continue reading

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Eat, Drink Coffee, Read

So at the risk of giving you all enough information to triangulate the exact location of my apartment, I am now trebly or quadrupally or quintupally or hextuably blessed, something like that. (Why is spell check insisting those aren’t words? … Continue reading

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My Tekel Man Is Incredibly Concerned.

Agent L has one legitimate protest injury- a deep bruise on one calf from a poorly timed thrown brick that’s been hanging out for the better part of a week and a half. Do you ever go a a spurt … Continue reading

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Dick Swinging Contest

The news from twitter hasn’t been super good. There are rumors that police gassed a mosque in Dolmabahce that had been opened as a sort of field hospital for those who are injured in the protests. Can’t find it print, … Continue reading

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