Let’s Eat Together

No red carpet when I come into your restaurant. I eat alone frequently. I’m often on the phone while doing so. My headset is on so you don’t even know whether I am talking to you or not. I eat at weird hours. Your schedule matters little to me. I’ll stomp in thirty seconds afterContinue reading “Let’s Eat Together”

Footprints

April 2nd, 2015 I stepped off my flight from Istanbul to Izmir with my schoolbag, a startling sense of excitement and three days to see this part of the country. All I had been told was that the people of this region were very attractive. I can confirm that now. I descended the escalator offContinue reading “Footprints”

Grand Bazaar’s Young Hustlers

My very first morning in Istanbul, March of 2015, I went walking out of my hostel door with my carefully selected playlist blasting in my ears. My only mission was to enjoy the music, look around, maybe take some photos and to exchange some dollars for Turkish Lira or “Tee Ells, mate” as one Sydney-siderContinue reading “Grand Bazaar’s Young Hustlers”