Category Archives: Visits from the Karagöz puppets

An interlude in Bursa for Iskander kebap: When the Karagöz puppet troupe stated their intentions

Posted on August 6, 2011 by lizcameron

So, just how did I come to be inhabited by these Karagöz puppet characters, anyway? I am not sure, but I do know that they chose me. They first began to appear in my dreams, then on the airplane as … Continue reading →

Posted in Cross-cultural learning moments, Introducing the Karagöz puppets, Karagöz puppets in dreamland, On writing about my life with the Karagöz puppets, Visits from the Karagöz puppets | Tagged bathroom, Bodrum, Bursa, culture shock, driving, driving in Turkey, etiquette, food, Granny, hair, Iskander kebap, Karagöz and Hacivat, kebap, Mary Poppins, Turkey, Yalova | 8 Comments

Stirring the pot: Hacivad quotes Rumi, Karagöz fills me in on “Turkish love rats”

Posted on August 5, 2011 by lizcameron

It is four in the morning. Hacivad jumped on my shoulder as I snuck out of the bedroom in my now-famous demure, white cotton nightgown to take a breather on the patio. I can’t stop thinking about the postings from … Continue reading →

Posted in Cross-cultural learning moments, Visits from the Karagöz puppets | Tagged argument, conflict resolution, culture shock, Kenne, Khadijah, navigating, night, Turkish love rats | 14 Comments

Hacivad snorts, Karagöz revels: On reviewing idiotic Internet posts on Turkish-American marriage/partner relationships

Posted on August 4, 2011 by lizcameron

It’s a windy, hot morning on the island again, and I am risking sitting on the patio in my demure cotton nightgown again, despite yesterday’s mishaps with Ahmet’s visit. It is only 7 a.m., I think, he can’t “just stop … Continue reading →