It is Sunday afternoon and it seems as if every Kurdish and Arab family in a hundred kilometer radius is picnicking and promenading around Urfa’s…
Your night bus from Ankara arrives in far southeastern Anatolia earlier than you expected. It is mid-morning when you climb out into the light of…
Welcome to Konya, spiritual home of The Order of the Mevlevi, a Sufi form of Islamic philosophy and mysticism founded after the passing of poet…
Arriving in arid Cappadocia, fresh off a forty-five minute boat ride from Greece and a sixteen-hour bus ride from the Turkish Mediterranean, the change in…
You sit in the Bodrum bus station making Turkish flashcards and keeping an eye on the luggage as the Greek passenger ferry that brought you here…
What is it about this island that leads you to wild daydreaming? On a private patch of sand, looking out over the turquoise coastal waters…
I was an eighteen-year-old college student the first time I visited Greece. It was January and I was interning at an American international school in…
It is our last day in Palermo and we are seated in the cheery, maraschino red dining room of the Seralcadio Bed and Breakfast when…
“Often we pass beside happiness without seeing it, without looking at it, or even if we have seen and looked at it, without recognizing it.”…
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