I could hear his end of the conversation and I heard him saying “Oh, they are here now? Oh dear!”. He ended the call, turned to me and said, “We have to leave, NOW!” To the bewilderment of the visa office director, we got up and abruptly left the office. B. led me outside and explained that he just got the news that I was on the same list as my other colleagues and was liable to be deported and possibly detained; they advised that I should leave the country and the sooner the better.
An excerpt from a spy thriller? No, it’s the events that actually happened to me and led to us leaving Turkey earlier than planned.
On Tuesday morning, I was sitting in possibly the best living room in the world, not minding if we spent the whole day there, when somebody mentioned shopping.
Posted in Eating Out, Events, Family, Food, Holiday, USA, Vacation
Tagged Beach holiday, beach house, family time, Oregon, twin rocks beach oregon, US trip
I accomplished so many firsts on this trip. A lot of them were to do with food (I might have to do a separate blog post about just the food) and quite a few were to do with wildlife. I wouldn’t go as far as call hummingbirds wild, but there you go – my first wildlife encounter in the US.
Since my first morning in Leon’s house I`d been stalking humming birds. I`d never seen one before, so when one hoovered mid-air, the rapid beating of its wings producing the characteristic hum that gave the bird its name, I was startled and jumped aside. Hummingbirds beat their wings up to 50 times per second! I was mesmerized the blur of their wings and the way they seemed to disappear – suspended by the bird feeder one second and then suddenly gone, with a slight vibration of air. So I sat with my phone held high, trying to be still and my efforts paid off. I even managed to capture a hummingbird’s encounter with a bee.
For years now I`ve had a long list of ‘American’ things to do: things I saw on TV and movies, read about in books, heard about from friends or my husband. The list includes but is not limited to the following:
- going to a sports game and seeing cheerleaders and waving a foam finger (regardless of sport or team involved)
- going to a bar where you can eat peanuts and throw shells on the floor
- going to a bar where people line-dance in cowboy boots
- eating a sloppy joe, a hot-dog, a good steak, a good burger, a corn dog, good Mexican, Chinese takeaway from a box, fried green tomatoes, something from Taco Bell, and lots and lots of pork (due to the fact that we live in Turkey, a Muslim country, where pork is usually not to be found)
- going through a drive-through
- shopping at a thrift store
- going to a fair.
As I was writing my latest blog post, describing the house we rented here in Kayseri, Turkey, my hands went to type ‘The only thing that would make living in this house more perfect is a dog’, but then I deleted the sentence, and with it, the sentiment. Because we talked about it at length and decided that Henry Tudor (our future dog is it’s a boy) will have to wait until we settle down permanently. Because we might move to another country in a few years. Because the majority of people here in Kayseri dislike and fear dogs. Because we are at work from 8 to 5. So many reasons not to get a dog. So how did we find ourselves standing t under the scorching sun of a seaside town called Mersin, clutching a 2-month old lab puppy to us and grinning like two fools that we are?
Moving houses isn’t easy at the best of times. Moving houses in a foreign country… Interesting to say the least! As I wrote before, Mike and I decided to forgo our rent-free apartment in the city in favor of a house up in the hills above Kayseri. The house is technically too big for the two of us, but it’s the only one we`ve been able to find and the rent isn’t much more expensive than an apartment. It also comes with a large fruit garden which looks absolutely gorgeous in the spring when it’s in the full bloom.
While my last 1,5 in my current job teaching English at a preparatory school at a university in Kayseri, Turkey have been challenging, they have also been extremely rewarding and conducive to my development as a teacher, mostly due to the inspiration I get from my colleagues on a daily basis. My friend and colleague CeAnn is one such source of inspiration and motivation. We prepared a joint presentation for a conference in Greece, which allowed me to learn all the steps of the process but also take a trip to a wonderful country with my wonderful friend – and my wonderful husband who came to support me (which never happened because our presentation took place on Sunday night when Mike was already on the plane back to Kayseri) and to see the sights.
Photo: Taking off from Istanbul on Friday night on a surprisingly big plane for an 1 hour flight. We didn’t even finish our movie. Continue reading
Posted in EFL, Events, Food, Holiday, Teaching, TESOL, Travelling
Tagged acropolis of athens, antique stores in Athens, athens, Athens Acropolis blog, Athens tourist blog, parthenon, TESOL Greece conference, What is acropolis
I think I`ve been reading too many book series. The kind that have similar names for all of the books in the series, You know, as in Bared to You, Reflected in You, Entwined in You. Or Divergent, Insurgent, Allegiant. And so it goes in the blog: Home new home and Home Cold Home.
It’s been a year since I went home.
This year I was lucky enough to go home again, during the semester break. We were given one week off, but with 2 weekends it bookending the week it amounted to almost 10 days. Still not nearly enough, grateful as I was for the opportunity to go home. Unlike the last time, when I tried to meet everyone and go everywhere, on this trip all I wanted was to stay home, hug my dogs and spend time with my family.
It all started one fine Saturday morning, when Mike and I went on a drive and a walk. As we drove up into the hills of old Talas, Mike remarked that one of his colleagues was renting a house nearby and a minute later we happened to drive by her house just as her husband was walking into the gate. We stopped and chatted for a few minutes, and Mike was quite taken with the idea of living up on a hill, above the smog and the traffic noise, away from the neighbors. (in our current apartment we can hear not only our upstairs neighbors, but also the neighbors above them and above our next door neighbors. Not that they are particularly loud, I just think the apartments have been very poorly sound-proofed and also we are pretty sensitive to the noise). At the moment we live in the middle of this cluster of high-rise buildings:
The colleague and her husband mentioned that they might know someone who is looking to rent out a house. A month later, and thanks to their vigilance when they spotted the owner who lives in Holland and only came to Kayseri for a week, we were driving up a snowy hill, getting lost in a maze of winding uphill streets, and finally, being shown around a big house.
Posted in Expat life, Kayseri, Turkey
Tagged expat, expat life, Expats in Kayseri, kayseri, Kayseri blog, Kayseri expat blog, life in Kayseri, turkey, Turkey blog