İstanbul Konstantinopolis değil.

Istanbul, Istanbul. What an amazing place. To say that I've seen Istanbul would be a massively misleading statement. Istanbul is an absolutely huge place (its population is a little over five million more than New York City), and even though I spent two days and two nights within city limits, I barely saw any of it. What I did see was astoundingly beautiful.
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Kim waffles? - Who is waffles?

How's life in Ankara? Spectacular! Every day living here is just so wonderful. It's hard to put it into words, but I'll try to. And, I'll try by describing the last couple days of my life which are slightly mixed up in my head.

Mistranslation: Please do not prance =/= Lütfen zıplamayınız = Please do not Jump

Day three of the Amasra/Safranbolu trip...

Gül seven dikenine katlanır (One who loves roses should beware thorns.)

Turkey has two major seas. The Akdeniz and the Karadeniz. (White sea [Mediterranean], and Black sea.) From my experience swimming in the Black Sea, it's easy to see (no pun intended.) how they got their names. The Black Sea isn't the clearest body of water. It's not bad, but there is an amount of seaweed, which was used to comic effect. I did not feel bad doing a handstand underwater, or swimming about.

This post is part two of Amasra.

Bu yoğurdu sarımsaklasak da mı saklasak, sarımsaklamasak da mı saklasak? (Should we put the yogurt away after adding garlic to it, or before adding garlic to it?) [A tongue-twister]

This weekend was a three-day program-sponsored trip to the Black Sea including all students, teachers, and conversation partners, as well as CLS staff, and the friendly visitor from the State Dept. Suffice to say, it was phenomenal and the town of Amasra is staggeringly beautiful and also historic.
(Again, if you are on the front page, you are required to click read more. LOTS of pictures.)