Three things happened around the time I discovered Atika and Çukurkeyif Bahçe.
- Kylie Minogue came to play in Istanbul.
- I got offered a summer job so good I decided, after much mental to and fro, to stay in Turkey over summer instead of taking the job I had set up in England.
- I made a lemon drizzle cake.
The post I’ve been most dreading. In fact one I was going to skirt over the worst parts and present a less personally unpleasant version of. Lying to yourself is easier the more you do it so I would almost have been offering a version that seemed true, even to me. Continue reading
A Chinese, an Indian and a couple of fancier Turkish fusion places (here and here) – this was the beginning of my expat life as opposed to my Turkish girlfriend life. Continue reading
I’ve been putting off writing this one as it means thinking about something I find deeply unpleasant.
It involves a student, but not the one I mentioned that was cute. A far more insidious person. I’m aware that in telling this story, I’ve been presenting myself in a more sympathetic light than I deserve. Continue reading