Arriving in Turkey was a bit like coming home. I recognize that this is a secular country (relatively speaking) and that it is more like the west than the East, but I can taste and smell Syria here, and that makes me very happy. One of the first people I met is a Kurd. I can actually say a few words with him. Traveling sure has changed in the last ten years. Almost everyone has a phone or computer plugged in. The hipster, hosteling crowd cannot travel sans technology. Remember when we had to buy phone cards to use public phones we did not know how to make a call on and the days when we had to make a reservation in person rather than online. Remember when hadwritten letters were the norm for communicating with the tribe back home. I still write letters, but I have to say that I am glad for the technology :)
This is my hostel by the way, over the water, near the Hagia Sophia. I already do not want to leave. http://www.istanbulhostel.net/photos/
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Someone asked me about the book I was reading. "Is that a guide book? You are so fastidious to take notes in the margins." I replied, "I am on a mission, so there are certain things I would like to see for class. I take it you are against guide books?" "No" he said, "I have the internet."
Ah, the youth. I suppose it is silly to carry around more weight than I need to, but to tell you the truth, not taking them did not even cross my mind. I'm 36; I'm old school.
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"Old School" = "Cool School". Dont let anyone tell you different. Phil
Thanks, baby. I know you ol' school, too :)
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