Category Archives: Visits from the Karagöz puppets

Spindizzy in the Maastricht fog with the Karagöz puppets by my side

Posted on November 28, 2011 by lizcameron

“Just keep your eyes shut, it’s warm in here.”  That’s all I could think.  The eyes seemed to be cemented shut but the charcoal glow of the behind the eyelids place I found myself in was pretty alluring, so I wasn’t … Continue reading →

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On comfort in a foreign land – or – comfort in a cabbage leaf

Posted on November 6, 2011 by lizcameron

It is 2 a.m. and I am wide awake.  I am in some anonymous hotel room in Maastricht, in the lower tip of the Netherlands near Brussels, jetlagged to beat the band.  My neighbors are drunk and puking, from the sound of … Continue reading →

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Tarhana and a healthy breeze (not evil night air): Cross-cultural confusion #232

Posted on November 2, 2011 by lizcameron

As I sit here in bed, recuperating from the combined effects of a sinus infection gone wild, an ovarian cyst in full protest and a wailing kidney stone, I have had a lot of time to think on cross-cultural approaches to … Continue reading →

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