I was lucky enough to spend three weeks in Turkey this September, ostensibly doing 'theological research', and certainly having a truly eye-opening, mind=blown experience. With a very conscious fear that this may become a travel brag/gap yah gush, and with a vague, underlying message of how people should free themselves of obsessive, petty concerns and just trust strangers and the wind in my mind, I detail some of the cool shiz I did back then, here, now.
One of my favorite sites in Istanbul (other than all the kittens on the street. So many awwwgasms) was seeing devout Muslims praying on the street right outside the mosque because they were running late for prayer, and couldn't get a space inside. A religion which is so often demonized in the British press became endearingly flawed and beautiful, peacefully existing on that street alongside Western tourists in all states of dress, a Korean dance show (whaaa? It happened) and all the aforementioned kittens.
'Thank you' is the only phrase you need to be able to say in every language; exhaustion is the best pillow and home is wherever you lie your head.
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