The Post In Which I Throw Caution To The Wind

You knew it was going to happen sometime. I have a penchant for extreme heights (and depths) when I travel, and why should this trip be any different? Well… Today was the trip to Pamukkale. It started with a three hour drive from Kusadasi to the ancient city of Hieropolis and the cotton castle, where […]

The Post In Which I Won’t Negotiate

I slept fitfully, the time change wreaking havoc with my circadian rhythms, and was up before the sun. Breakfast was in the restaurant downstairs, and when I walked in, I was the only one in the place. They pointed me to the bread basket and tea pot. These are the Turkish tea cups. See that […]

The Post in Which I Travel and Eat and Travel and Eat

It turns out I don’t speak Turkish. Not a word. Instead, whenever somebody does something I say danke, which makes no sense at all, because I don’t actually speak German either, and there’s a high likelihood neither of us does. The end result is I’m trying to say “thank you” in a language nobody speaks. […]

The Wrong Trip

I shouldn’t be here right now. Really, I shouldn’t. If things had gone as planned, right now I would be wrapping up a trip to Paris, probably having a delicious dinner somewhere, preparing for a flight home. But the school schedule intervened, so my colleagues asked me to move my vacation in order to accommodate […]

Another Missing Post

Well my friends, I’ve apparently become a lazy blogger. Once again, I missed the final day and voyage home, so here goes: The next morning we got up well before first light, and the hotel called us a taxi to take us to the airport. The taxi driver wasn’t quite right, fancying himself a […]

The Post In Which I Watch Italian Infomercials

This is it, my friends, the last day of this voyage, and we started with no set agenda or schedule, so slept in a touch longer before breaking our nightly fast. When our morning meal was done we returned to our room where, out the window, the world had become saturated. I haven’t spoken much […]