I keep reading about how all of the minarets of Istanbul help to direct one’s gaze towards heaven. As spectacular as I find the architecture higher up, I just can’t help myself from looking down. I have never walked on anything like the ground in Istanbul.

It is so late, I must admit that it is no longer Saturday over here. But I can’t go to sleep without just telling you a little bit about today’s theme. Come to think of it, I might just need to show you. I’m too bleary for words. And I’m too full. This is where…

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This morning, Lissa suggested that instead of getting lost all day, perhaps we should choose a new theme for the day. “Let’s look at the beauty of things today. That will be our theme.” It was appropriate, I think. A theme to which I was happy to commit. We didn’t get lost once. In fact,…

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All day, we have been lost. It seems that it would be hard to get lost with absolutely every step in a day. I would imagine that a day filled with lost would necessarily be peppered long stretches of absolute confidence in one’s path and position. Not in Istanbul. At least, not for me. It…

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Here. A little tired. A tiny bit overwhelmed. Happy.