Almira Bursa
Ulubatli Hasan Bulvar No:5, Bursa Bursa, Bursa, 16200, Turkey
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Turkish adventures continued
Our last day in Istanbul was a laid-back day of wandering. After coffee we walked out the door of our apartment and went across the street, past the bath house built in 1481 and in continuous use since then, and into Cukurcuma, the backstreets of Beyoglu famous for antique shops. We had walked this way in our fatigue the first afternoon we arrived, but now took time ducking into the shops and looking at the array of junk and delightful treasures. I ...
Semazen (Sufi 'Dance' Tradition)
... and practice. I use quotations around "dance" because in truth it isn't seen as a dance at all, it is simply an elaborate form of prayer, something I was taught with an emphasis with which to remember. When the 'dancer's whirl, they are submersed in another world, and you can see this on their faces. It is as a deep trance, their eyes almost never open, even to see where they are on the floor, in relation to the others. I sat ...
And from hijabs to burqas
... to appease his mother. Then his dad died suddenly and his mother moved the family to a farmer uncle’s house, where Mustafa tended to the land and the animals. This lasted only a year as his mum realised that her son’s talent was being wasted. She moved back to the city and he went back to school, where he excelled at math. His teacher then gave him the name Kemal, which means "the wise"; Pierre, who just pulled his fourth A in a row in math, ...
As It Should Be
... back into the abstraction that I was mired in upon my arrival in this country. And oh, why not. It's been a while. When I smelled that first foreign air, I had to confront questions that burned away whatever romantic ideas of travel and living abroad I had previously held. Such unnecessary clothing draped the reality of what I saw, and they have thankfully fallen away.
Naturally, such a sentence evokes some connotation ...
Bursa's 15th century Green Mosque & Green Tomb
... pictures of the beautiful sunset making its appearance in the horizon way above the city’s buildings while hoping at the same time that Michel wouldn’t lock me out as a joke!
I must have looked quite ridiculous with my fuschia colored flannel pajamas complete with black and white penguins but I didn’t care….nobody was around to see ...



