Cologne has been my tough love. How can I explain? I came to Cologne three years ago. Whenever I go to a new city, I get an instant feeling; it is very strong, and it sits in my core. It tells me "this city is you..." or not. I know how it feels when a city is me. We breath … Continue reading Goodbye Cologne
My friend has a hobby: he is a genealogist. So, his passion is finding out about his family roots. He is German and he has been able trace back his roots that took him to today's Czech Republic. It is not where it stops. And he will find it out. I have always admired … Continue reading On My Roots
My father always used to tell me how Turkey and Istanbul once was. His Turkey, his Istanbul. I loved to listen to his memories as if they were tales. My father used to tell me Istanbul was a place full of public beaches. Families and singles would hop on a tram, go to the next public beach … Continue reading My Father’s Turkey
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