Istanbul 2015

Here are a batch from my yearly trip to Istanbul this January. I’d never been in Istanbul in January before. I had the snow, rain and sunshine. Everybody I love is alive and well. The city is increasingly urbanised, not

Istanbul 2015

Here are a batch from my yearly trip to Istanbul this January. I’d never been in Istanbul in January before. I had the snow, rain and sunshine. Everybody I love is alive and well. The city is increasingly urbanised, not

Istanbul 2014

Found, edited and posted a year after, Istanbul as I saw it in March 2014.

Istanbul 2014

Found, edited and posted a year after, Istanbul as I saw it in March 2014.

Bosporus boatspotting

And now the bells of closure propagate their gloomy toll of doom through confused bandwiths of zeros and ones. The summer is gone but in memories bound to fade, Turkey no longer unrolls before me, But slowly shrinks in the

Bosporus boatspotting

And now the bells of closure propagate their gloomy toll of doom through confused bandwiths of zeros and ones. The summer is gone but in memories bound to fade, Turkey no longer unrolls before me, But slowly shrinks in the

Ereğli

In the third week of August, I was back in Istanbul, slowly unrolling the film of a hyperactive fortnight spent volunteering in a youth camp, alternating nights out and round the clock sleeping, when something came up. Eliška kept in

Ereğli

In the third week of August, I was back in Istanbul, slowly unrolling the film of a hyperactive fortnight spent volunteering in a youth camp, alternating nights out and round the clock sleeping, when something came up. Eliška kept in

Yenişakran

Breaking away from the East West Camp for some salutary moments of solitude walking to the end of the land.

Yenişakran

Breaking away from the East West Camp for some salutary moments of solitude walking to the end of the land.

Bursa

After a good night’s sleep (the best in over two weeks) and a hearty breakfast, we leave our friends and the campus behind to visit the old city of Bursa. A bit of time to soak in the city’s atmosphere

Bursa

After a good night’s sleep (the best in over two weeks) and a hearty breakfast, we leave our friends and the campus behind to visit the old city of Bursa. A bit of time to soak in the city’s atmosphere

The Great Hitch Hike

So, writing from the big city, back in one piece, tired and happy, this is a story that starts in the minibus to Bergama. I was thinking of travelling in August. Two weeks left in Turkey to roam around once

The Great Hitch Hike

So, writing from the big city, back in one piece, tired and happy, this is a story that starts in the minibus to Bergama. I was thinking of travelling in August. Two weeks left in Turkey to roam around once