Kervansaray Bursa
Cekirge Meydani Bursa,, Bursa Bursa, Bursa, 16080, Turkey
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Bazaar and Silk Markets in Bursa
Day 4 (late afternoon)
Temperature: 12 degrees
Weather: sunny day, blue sky
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We were now being driven to the city of Bursa better known to Turks as "The Green Bursa" for its tranquil parks and leafy suburbs set on the lower slopes of Mount Uludag. Regardless of this disguise, the city itself was …
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Ramadan in Writing
... of reality is almost impossible to squeeze onto the page and so most storytellers choose to tell a convenient fiction, a digestible single story."
This is...really quite salient as it is true. I'm certainly guilty of this. Does it mean I'm lying to my readers? I like to think not. But at the same time I identify with this quite strongly. How can I really tell you in a page or two what the "character" of a Turkish person is like, when to ...
And from hijabs to burqas
... where he got three 500-ml cans of beer and a litre of Cola for only 10 liras ($6.50). I beat him to it and got a bottle of red wine the day before. He may have a nose for beer but mine’s a bit more chi-chi, I go for wine.
Monday morning, Pierre is feeling much better (just a bit of tummy trouble) and we head towards Bursa today. It’s going to be a long day, about 5 hours of driving time with pit stops in between for visits, ...
Stories
... I stepped off the plane over 6 months ago. Quite excited for summer, though I know I'll just as frequently lament the overbearing heat as well.
Time is...time. And still moving faster. March was a blur, and the rest will only move beneath my feet with even more expediency. I've earned some genuine friendships with the shop owners that work near my apartment, even in our limited capacity to speak to one another. I hold the door ...
The charming little Cumalikizik Village
... for a cup of hot tea in their old general store kind of looking shack. It was quite obvious that they knew Daghan from his previous tours to this location.
In the room, a middle-aged woman was sitting on a bench in front of a dark wood burning stove. She was browning homemade bread for some of us to eat. Her colorful scarf hid most of her sun damaged skin and ...



