coming home feels good. i don't think i remember having felt this strongly about feeling good coming home before. i love the travel bit ^don't get me wrong. this time it was amsterdam. with crystal and scott. jesus they are funny people. we walked and walked in the streets, in the cold and sometimes in the rain. we met artists. we ate oily balls, mexican and indian. i saw old friends from my ankara days...a full 4 day vacation. perfect place for 4 days. in the spring actually great weather for cycling (even though the weather does not stop the dutch from biking anywhere anytime).
and back to istanbul. i think this place is addictive. the speed is addictive; the people is both claustrophobic but also amazingly freeing because you feel anonymous. and anonymity means not feeling responsible. which is the cancer that is here. i won't fall into that trap. but istanbul has an intoxicating dynamism that no other place has. well maybeeee new york...
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I was in Izmir y'day. Really enjoyed the relaxness of that place. Lots of light, fresh air, ... No cars honking. Loved it.
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