Category Archives: Visits from the Karagöz puppets

It’s a mantı melee

Posted on August 19, 2011 by lizcameron

After dispersing from this afternoon’s hilarity with Kalinka in the kitchen, I fell into a deep sleep, my feet aching from the cobblestones of Bodrum town.  As sweet as the falling into sleep was, the slow-awakening to the fragrant, savory … Continue reading →

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Escaping the death star by dolmuş: Bodrum bound, Islam not found

Posted on August 15, 2011 by lizcameron

After all of the obesity battles, I throw in the towel, so to speak, and we decide to spend the next two days exploring Bodrum town and environs. When M. and I decide this in the quiet of our room … Continue reading →

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Turkish drivers and Boston traffic: Chihuly’s sculptures somehow capture it!

Posted on August 14, 2011 by lizcameron

Karagöz is ecstatic.  He is swinging along the mavi boncuğu evil eye beads hanging off of the car mirror.   “We’re on a date! Let’s riot, let’s rock the house!  Let’s get wild and woolly!  We’re on a date.”  Hacivad interrupts … Continue reading →

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