Exploring the culture, history, and cuisine of Turkey through the eyes of not-just-another-tourist
This post is the first in a series about our weekend adventure in Kaş. The series will include this post on the town of Kaş, three posts on sea kayaking, paragliding, and hiking along the Lycian Way. It will end with a post on how to get to Kaş, and information about the company that hosted our weekend, Bougainville... Continue Reading →
It's an interesting thing that in this land of great history, there is little room for "junking." Junking is a term I recently picked up from my niece. That's her way of describing her love of antiques, or anything else that can be picked up at a flea market or yard sale. I honestly can't... Continue Reading →
Money. The root of all evil. It separates the haves from the have nots. It's never been either of those things to me. I was born and raised without money. My parents had nothing. And with that nothing, they purchased their first and only home in the early 70's. Having already raised most of their... Continue Reading →
I'm dying here . . . So this past week, I was invited to tour a certain undisclosed location in Ankara. I was very excited about going. I had heard about it many times, but never had the opportunity. It was a grocery store. But not just that. It was an American grocery store. The... Continue Reading →
No, we are not ready to buy a house in Ankara. But, from time to time, we look. I have to apologize in advance for my tone in this post. I am a bit annoyed with a recent real estate situation that occurred here. So I am feeling a bit bitchy. Buying a house in... Continue Reading →
It's starting to feel a little like early Autumn in Ankara. The days are still sunny and hot, but rather pleasant in the low 80's. The evenings bring a cool breeze. And this morning, as I enjoyed my coffee on the balcony, it was downright cold! I am a summer baby, and although I love... Continue Reading →
Shortly after I started living in sin with my future husband back in Philadelphia, his mother came to visit. That was an "adventure" in and of itself and of course, a whole nuther story. But I do want to tell you about my lesson in rolling pins. Yes, that's right. I said "rolling pins." In the... Continue Reading →
Progress. A forward or onward movement. Merriam-Webster. But sometimes progress can mean taking steps back. Last night, I decided I would make a simple dinner, spaghetti, a meal my husband used to make for himself quite frequently when we were apart. Boil water. Add pasta. Open jar of sauce. Dump on top. Easy right? Not... Continue Reading →
CerModern - a local art gallery, among other things, is supported by the Association of Turkish Travel Agencies (Türkiye Seyahat Acentaları Birliği). The beautifully restored building, resting peacefully beside rustling train tracks, was previously a repair shop for railroad cars. It is now considered an example of “contemporary museum architecture.” In its 11,500 square meters, CerModern... Continue Reading →
As you know, Christmas is not celebrated in Turkey. However, Christmas trees, lights, and carols are popping up every where. Even on the TV commercials. Turks have adapted the Christmas holiday as a New Years' celebration. "Christmas" gifts are even becoming popular for the New Year's holiday. As an expatriate, I have learned to adapt... Continue Reading →
After a comment from one of my readers regarding the color of our "new" previously owned car, I realized that I have left my followers hanging with a few of my posts. Over the next few weeks, I plan on reviewing some of these stories and let you know how things turned out. After many months,... Continue Reading →
Shopping for cars in Turkey is just plain hell. First, there are different rules and taxes for a yabancı (a foreigner) than for a Turkish citizen. If a foreigner sells a used car, he can only sell it to another foreigner. I believe it also has less tax than for a Turkish citizen. Sounds great... Continue Reading →
When shopping, everyone likes to get a good deal. There is no exception when it comes to mobilya (furniture). In the States, Ethan Allen has its price, and that is what you pay. Department stores and lesser furniture stores (no offense – by this I mean not the highest end furniture) have regular sales, especially... Continue Reading →
Musings of a Philadelphia lawyer - who married a Turk, quit her day job, and set out for adventure!
-by Terry Henson Kaymak
Adventures in Ankara 