<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2541518673527021180</id><updated>2011-07-08T06:23:44.089+02:00</updated><category term='pictures'/><category term='turkey'/><category term='kultur'/><category term='köln'/><category term='personal'/><title type='text'>a n o t h e r s h o r t s t o r y :</title><subtitle type='html'>going yonder...♥</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541518673527021180/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>leicht leise schwer &amp;amp; da</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03805126203304270570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KdfLa-RsLMA/SbRjsZWgPII/AAAAAAAAABA/z_tvaARcC4I/S220/DSC00249.2.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2541518673527021180.post-1454258859675661345</id><published>2009-06-24T09:34:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T10:54:38.058+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turkey'/><title type='text'>the project &amp; TEGV</title><content type='html'>so tamam, finally!&lt;br /&gt;its good that im posting about my project now, because i know more about it now (after 1,5 week of working we finally know what were sppose to do yeah [thats turkey - everything yavaş yavaş]).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the institution were (ania, jagoda, corrado &amp;amp; me) working for is called TEGV - Türkiye Eğitim Gönüllüleri Vakfi, meaning sth like eh turkey education volunteers foundation...xD&lt;br /&gt;its one of the biggest and most serious social institutions in turkey with many branches all over turkey.&lt;br /&gt;so the project were in is a "summer school" project. right now there are school holidays in turkey and for that time parents could have signed up their children to participate in this. in general were teaching english, but theres also one lesson called "zaman machinası". in that we actually can do everything we want; sports, arts, dance, spanish, cooking w/e, whatever you want to do. apart from the foreign volunteers therere also turkish ones, doing arts, computer or drama lessons with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;were working in pairs, ania and jagoda &amp;amp; corrado and me. every morning at 0745 theres a service bus to pick us up, so at ~0800 we arrive at the school. 0830 the first lesson starts, always sports, always alone. after that we (in pairs now) have 3 lessons, either english or zaman machina (corrado and me are doing sth about italy and germany), until 1230. lunchtime starts and at ~1345 another service is bringing corrado and me to another place outside tegv to teach english "seriously".  in tegv we have 6 different classes, ranging from 8/9 - 14/15 years and outside tegv we have 3 different classes, one on monday, one on tuesday and the last one wed&amp;amp;thursdays, all of them about 11 yrs.&lt;br /&gt;im saying "seriously", because the children outside tegv are different. theyre there because they really want to learn english, in general theyre much more quiet and hm...attentive? (aufmerksam). sometimes i have the feeling that it doesnt really matter what were doing in tegv, its just some way to occupy the children, so theyre not on the streets all the time, but the classes outside tegv i really like, because i know what im working for. of course children in tegv are learning sth as well, more importantly of nonformal education, so actually i shouldnt think that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the children and this program in the afternoon will change after 3 weeks, then corrado &amp;amp; me will stay in tegv after lunch and jagoda &amp;amp; ania will go outside, but theyll continue to take care of "our" children. so at 1600 we finally finish work and considering to have some rest, waiting and walking were home at 1700.&lt;br /&gt;on wednesdays we dont have classes in the morning, because were doing some trips with the children (last week we went to the zoo, this week itll be the dolphinland) and on fridays there are no classes outside tegv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really really good that we dont have to work the whole 5 days, because i really need some rest after some time. working with children is exhausting difficult sweet annoying and fulfilling. in germany i was always like "oh nooo, i dont like children, im too impatient, theyre getting on my nerves" etc., but here i like it. not all  the time of course, every child is just too different from one another, but after the lessons (esp the ones outside tegv) i feel good and i like and want them to learn sth. most of the time my mind is occupied with thinkin bout the lessons, what we can prepare etc., but sometimes im overdoing it as well i guess. you have to be able to be spontanious as well, but hm, then again i think that we will be when it comes to that point (yeah of course, you cannot plan sth in case you have to be spontanious =P [&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;imsosmart&lt;/span&gt;]). but also i think its difficult for me, cause i cannot really speak the language (corrado was here with erasmus for 6 months and hes turkish is quite good) and since im strongest in communicating with words its challenging...hooooo, but oh well, we will see how its going to develope!&lt;br /&gt;im curious and open to everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw its already ~27°C at ~0800, so you can imagine how it is to work here in antalya. (oh and hello 70% humidity!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2541518673527021180-1454258859675661345?l=diesuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/feeds/1454258859675661345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/2009/06/project-tegv.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541518673527021180/posts/default/1454258859675661345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541518673527021180/posts/default/1454258859675661345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/2009/06/project-tegv.html' title='the project &amp; TEGV'/><author><name>leicht leise schwer &amp;amp; da</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03805126203304270570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KdfLa-RsLMA/SbRjsZWgPII/AAAAAAAAABA/z_tvaARcC4I/S220/DSC00249.2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2541518673527021180.post-8292562805966949466</id><published>2009-06-13T14:51:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T18:01:16.720+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turkey'/><title type='text'>back from the dead</title><content type='html'>now, im not even counting the endless times anymore when i kept u guys waiting.&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, here are the "news":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in antalya again for 2 weeks now - how time passes by! on 21st may i left for germany and on 1st june i left again for turkey. those 10 days back home has been kinda awkward, lonely in a way and somehow i didnt want to / couldnt get used to certain things ("ich mochte mich an einige dinge nich so recht gewöhnen wollen" fits better actually [achtung wörtlich gemeint ja]).  its strange when ur suddenly back into ur regular life and to see that actually nothing much slash nothing changed.&lt;br /&gt;its like youve been cut out of the page of a magazine before and now - having experienced so many different things that your shape &amp;amp; colour actually changed, may it also be small changes only - you dont really seem to fit into this page anymore, although you originated from there.&lt;br /&gt;oh but of course i also spend some good time with friends (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;HELLO COLOGNE, I MISSED YOU!&lt;/span&gt;), nice concert &amp;amp; nice dancing and again i could remove a good amount of chaos out of my room (yeah! xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, here im gonna do my voluntary service for 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;the first week was only relaxing; going to the beach, walking round the city and most importantly talking. therere so many ppl here, its all about conversation (&amp;amp; drinking tea (= )  actually.&lt;br /&gt;oh AND: freakin let yourself be killed by the sun! its so unbelievable hot hot hot!&lt;br /&gt;this week was turkish lessons (great english yes, i know thanks) until friday and today is saturday and-eh...yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the project (school lessons with "disadvantaged children" they say) will start on monday and im fucking afraid. really. but im so happy that im here, that i have the chance to do this.&lt;br /&gt;so im doing my project together with 2 girls from poland and one italian guy. 3 long-term volunteers from germany are still here as well. one girl is living with us, one guy is a permanent "guest" and the other guy is always somewhere else &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(nice information)&lt;/span&gt;. life together is working very well and mainly takes place on the balcony. nights are cool and short (very short); i can tell the appr. time by looking at the moons position now (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thats about it i guess.&lt;br /&gt;as i said, its all about getting to know ppl and spending time together actually, nothing big is happening. many erasmus students here, many germans (as always), many tourists, many annoying shop-sellers, many concrete buildings - and much hope &amp;amp; sweat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2541518673527021180-8292562805966949466?l=diesuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/feeds/8292562805966949466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-from-dead.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541518673527021180/posts/default/8292562805966949466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541518673527021180/posts/default/8292562805966949466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-from-dead.html' title='back from the dead'/><author><name>leicht leise schwer &amp;amp; da</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03805126203304270570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KdfLa-RsLMA/SbRjsZWgPII/AAAAAAAAABA/z_tvaARcC4I/S220/DSC00249.2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2541518673527021180.post-913316994135130843</id><published>2009-05-15T20:31:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T20:35:34.415+02:00</updated><title type='text'>im alive</title><content type='html'>yo yo!&lt;br /&gt;ich wollte nur mal ne kurze nachricht hinterlassen, dass ich still am leben bin und auch immer noch in der türkei =P&lt;br /&gt;im in bodrum right now, a quite touristy place in the southwest of turkey. the more you go to the south the more tourists there are i guess.&lt;br /&gt;so slowly my trip here in turkey will come to an end. i know this posting is far away from being informative &amp;amp; important, but i just kinda wanted to say "hi".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;greetings from beyond, hope all is well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;susan (lol)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2541518673527021180-913316994135130843?l=diesuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/feeds/913316994135130843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-alive.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541518673527021180/posts/default/913316994135130843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541518673527021180/posts/default/913316994135130843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-alive.html' title='im alive'/><author><name>leicht leise schwer &amp;amp; da</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03805126203304270570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KdfLa-RsLMA/SbRjsZWgPII/AAAAAAAAABA/z_tvaARcC4I/S220/DSC00249.2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2541518673527021180.post-3986386164462457622</id><published>2009-05-01T15:05:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T16:30:38.783+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turkey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>babakale / GARP</title><content type='html'>GARP is the eco-village about 2km away from babakale (a small village at the most western point of asia, 500 residents  (= ), initially launched by two wonderful ppl named yannis &amp;amp; murat.&lt;br /&gt;normally were going to garp every day for its still under construction. currently a generator room &amp;amp; the main stone house are being built, windenergy is supposed to be installed this month and a lotof cleaning &amp;amp; fixing minor problems has to be done, getting prepared for summer (=&lt;br /&gt;its not a commune yet, garp is just not ready yet for hosting too many ppl, but maybe its going to be one in the future, well see...right now ppl are coming &amp;amp; going, everybody distributing a lil (or more) to garp. im really really curious about how things will develope in here, its such a beautiful hide-away, the only traffic being the small fishingboats, which nonetheless are fitting perfectly into the scenery...&lt;br /&gt;a yoga retreat, jamming sessions with musicians from all over the world &amp;amp; an art workshop are already being planned halfway, so...(=&lt;br /&gt;too bad i cannot be here in summertime, but ill definately come back! so if anybody has any good ideas or/and is interested in contributing as well: youd be more than welcome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, this is gonna be an entry full of pictures i guess:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1500.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 533px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1500.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;street of babakale, leading up to yannis' place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1511.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 420px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1511.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;view in front of the house, look at all those poppy flowers!&lt;br /&gt;(theyre all over the place in here, im in heaven geeeeez~~~~ *_____*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the kitchen &amp;amp; living room at the same time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1352.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 419px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1352.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1353.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 420px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1353.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such a great design!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1341.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 534px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1341.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;way up to the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the terrace:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1346.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 420px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1346.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1367.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 420px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1367.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1345.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 533px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1345.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on that day the weather wasnt that sunny as you can see, but still there was a wow-atmosphere...its so great, you cannot imagine, you have the sun all day at your terrace, every terrace was built facing the west, so...: perfect scenery every day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the room i stayed in the first few days (with private bath room of course (| ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1327.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 420px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1327.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterwards (| :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1952.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 420px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1952.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1957.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 534px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1957.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, welcome to GARP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1612.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 420px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1612.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stone house, made of beautiful black volcanic stone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1628.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 420px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1628.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the main kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1832.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 420px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1832.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1812.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 420px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1812.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the outdoor one (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1838.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 420px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1838.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1829.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 420px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1829.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;view from behind the kitchen, on the left handside theres one of the small gardens (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the private beach |D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1779.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 420px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1779.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1788.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 534px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1788.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;view from the terrace of the "boat house"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1753.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 533px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1753.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...which is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1749.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 420px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1749.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amazing vegetation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1661.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 420px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1661.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1780.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 533px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1780.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in that wooden shack theres the toilet &amp;amp; the shower and the two green things are tents which have to be open first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anf finally: monica with badem, our lovely fellows =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1813.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 559px; height: 419px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1813.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the pictures are maybe not even giving you the slightest idea of how it really looks; and more importantly how it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feels&lt;/span&gt; like being there...sometimes pictures just dont show you see...&lt;br /&gt;and one more important thing: in here ive eaten the best best -BEST- food (ive ever had)!&lt;br /&gt;bread, yoghurt, cheese, butter, olive oil, salats... - just everything self-made and grown, you cannot believe that man...cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2541518673527021180-3986386164462457622?l=diesuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/feeds/3986386164462457622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/2009/05/garp-babakale.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541518673527021180/posts/default/3986386164462457622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541518673527021180/posts/default/3986386164462457622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/2009/05/garp-babakale.html' title='babakale / GARP'/><author><name>leicht leise schwer &amp;amp; da</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03805126203304270570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KdfLa-RsLMA/SbRjsZWgPII/AAAAAAAAABA/z_tvaARcC4I/S220/DSC00249.2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/th_DSCF1500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2541518673527021180.post-1855482418344734478</id><published>2009-04-21T02:35:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T01:49:47.325+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turkey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>çanakkale</title><content type='html'>iiiiiiiii am leaving for babakale tmrw ya ya ya!&lt;br /&gt;yannis, that guy from &lt;a href="http://wwwgarp.blogspot.com/2009/02/garp.html"&gt;GARP&lt;/a&gt;, called me today (to my surprise &amp;amp; happiness!) and since hes going to pass by çanakkale when driving to babakale anyway, he can &amp;amp; will pick me up at ~1pm. (which also means free ride again yay (=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally i will go to GARP, im so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;çanakkale is a sweet city, not that big for turkey (~75.000) and not too much to do, but with a beautiful view on the dardanelles. i had an amazing view when i was visiting the gallipoli peninsula (gelibolu), 20mins away from çanakkale by ferry and where the gallipoli campaign (çanakkale savaşları) took place during WWI. one local cser took me with his scooter, so it was a perfect way to explore the island i guess. &lt;b&gt;[edit]&lt;/b&gt; there are memorial places all over the island, an impressive place. its hard to imagine that sth like that happened, i mean in general. but gallipoli is a good place, all nationalities there are buried together, in "friendship &amp;amp; peace" how they like to say it. and they are taking care of the place very much, flowers everywhere, plaques on all the important spots, many information about what has happened. so despite the history its a beautiful, peaceful quiet place. every year on 25th april theres also the so-called ANZAC day to commemorate the dead (very special day for australians, theyre coming en masse). &lt;b&gt;[/edit]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also went to troy (truva) of course, funnily enough with one of those germans i met in istanbul. &lt;b&gt;[edit]&lt;/b&gt; theres not much to say about it. theres little left (of course). it definately was worth the trip (4YTL one-way, but 15YTL entrance |P), but still it would have been better to have a guide for that. &lt;b&gt;[/edit]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that i got to know a realy nice russian girl and her husband, started more serious turkish-studying, learned a tiny tiny lil bit of trad. turkish dance and finally had time for myself (and for reading, yeah!). loved to tell u guys more about it, but its 4am already and ıll go to bed now. i think ill catch a cold soon, greetings from mr. headache &amp;amp; ms. sore throat...hopefully ill be able to finish this post soon, adding more details and pictures of course.&lt;br /&gt;but well see, GARP is lying ahead of me (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[edit]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1125.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 370px; height: 492px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1125.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the trojan horse which was built for the movie "troy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1116.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 420px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1116.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1210.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 420px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1210.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet çanakkale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1194.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 420px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1194.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1200.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 420px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1200.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1138.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 420px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1138.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1181.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 370px; height: 493px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1181.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gallipoli (gelibolu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1242.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 420px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1242.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1241.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 420px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1241.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1225.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 533px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1225.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;troy (truva)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/edit]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2541518673527021180-1855482418344734478?l=diesuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/feeds/1855482418344734478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/2009/04/canakkale.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541518673527021180/posts/default/1855482418344734478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541518673527021180/posts/default/1855482418344734478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/2009/04/canakkale.html' title='çanakkale'/><author><name>leicht leise schwer &amp;amp; da</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03805126203304270570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KdfLa-RsLMA/SbRjsZWgPII/AAAAAAAAABA/z_tvaARcC4I/S220/DSC00249.2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/th_DSCF1125.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2541518673527021180.post-8478361544807630028</id><published>2009-04-05T07:24:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T13:25:35.643+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turkey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>bursa</title><content type='html'>so on 05th april i left istanbul at 4 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;sb i met on the last cs gathering in kadiköy (asian side) had to leave for bursa for work, so he proposed to give me a lift since hes gonna take the car anyway. before that he fetched me and took me to bosporus university, where an amazing view on istanbul was waiting for us. i think if i lived in the dormitory of such a university, id definately go out every night to enjoy the view. ur looking on the bosporus bridge from afar, all these lights and only dimly visible buildings, nothing moves except for the tiny little white-red headlights &amp;amp; the leaves. and the only thing which is keeping you from entering complete, peaceful silence is the distant honking - remembering you that theres still an outside world.&lt;br /&gt;well okay, so much for that. only tried to give u a slight idea =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty, so i stayed 5 days in bursa.&lt;br /&gt;its a nice city in general, but nothing too special to see when ur a "real" tourist (or at least u wouldnt stay for 5 days then). it was difficult to find a host in bursa at first (bursa is a city full of students and as there was the final exam week coming up many ppl had to study), but then i changed couches 2times, the first change only to the friends of my first host tho. it was a pleasant stay; i went to university twice (and i gotta admit that i was missing some educational institutions a lil bit =P), visited a really small, charming mosque, saw the whirling dervishes! &amp;amp; also went to a german lesson together with my two second hosts! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in comparison to istanbul bursa is a really little city (only 2.5mio instead of 16mio =P), so accordingly the city looks slightly different. i arrived at about 7 in the morning, so not many ppl around, it was grey &amp;amp; cloudy and i was just thinking "whaaaaaa tf???!" i got so used to (and also got to like to prob...) the crowded streets, the honking, the density, the hustle...i was scared of &amp;amp; felt a lil bit uncomfortable with the weird green spaces inbetween the buildings...(but in fact they &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;were &lt;/span&gt;weird. since there is so much space it seemed like the buildings were built just wherever ppl felt like it..."scattered" is the right term i guess =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bus ride to çanakkale (about 4 1/2h, 30YTL with "kamil koç") was uneventfully, but still i enjoyed it since it was the first time i really had time on my own. and besides, i like bus rides, even the long ones. im small, so i dont have any problems with my legs (or rather my legs dont have any problems) and its relaxing to simply look out of the window &amp;amp; enjoy the view, everythings constantly moving.&lt;br /&gt;so thats it i guess, enjoy the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF0849.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 420px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0849.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF0850.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 420px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0850.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF0891.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 420px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0891.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first two hosts making dinner for me yehaw! =D (ive never seen sth like that before, 4 men cooking together, so sweet! (; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF0994.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 420px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0994.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in front of the karagöz &amp;amp; hacivat (main characters of the trad. turkish shadow play) museum. my 3rd host on the right handside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1031.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 420px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1031.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1045.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 420px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1045.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the yeşıl cami / green mosque - small but so stunning in its own way, so much more authentic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1058.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 421px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1058.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1059.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 421px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1059.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1064.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 421px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1064.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beyond belief - 20minutes non-stop whirling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF1056.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;men on the ground, women above =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2541518673527021180-8478361544807630028?l=diesuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/feeds/8478361544807630028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/2009/04/bursa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541518673527021180/posts/default/8478361544807630028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541518673527021180/posts/default/8478361544807630028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/2009/04/bursa.html' title='bursa'/><author><name>leicht leise schwer &amp;amp; da</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03805126203304270570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KdfLa-RsLMA/SbRjsZWgPII/AAAAAAAAABA/z_tvaARcC4I/S220/DSC00249.2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/th_DSCF0849.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2541518673527021180.post-9176936532425101627</id><published>2009-04-05T03:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T02:23:26.207+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turkey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>last weeks &amp; days in istanbul</title><content type='html'>geez, im so lagging behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;almost a month has passed since my last entry...but oh well, its not like ur not used to this kind of behaviour...=P&lt;br /&gt;anyway, here are my last weeks &amp;amp; days in istanbul in a kind of summary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;*&lt;/span&gt;on friday, 20th, after we came back from our trip to the islands i met my first couchsurfing host. we met in a bar really close to the hostel, had a lil chat (in german =P) etc.&lt;br /&gt;although his overall situation was a lil bit difficult he nevertheless was really caring, he took me for a walk on sunday (starting from kurtuluş, the area where he lived), told me a lot of stuff about turkish life and finally also introduced me to my second host (= so regarding my general experiences with turkish men at that time (not good |P) i was really lucky with him, had a good start into cs-life yap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;*&lt;/span&gt;moved to my second host on monday, 23th, beşiktaş.&lt;br /&gt;we got along really really well with each other, talking alot about everything actually, went shopping together for her new work (at the british embassy [!]) yeah! xD and going out of course; sometimes together, sometimes not (= so it was a really healthy relationship, i didnt feel pressured about spending 24h with her and neither did she, i felt home at her home.&lt;br /&gt;doing the usual tourist-stuff but also experiencing normal every-day life in istanbul i didnt notice that i ended up spending full 2 weeks at her place. when searching for a host i was going with the males first since i find them to be more easy-going, but i really hope to stay in contact with that woman (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;*&lt;/span&gt;i didnt start doing "serious" sight-seeing until 21st march. what i saw:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;sultan ahmed / blue mosque (sultanahmed camii)&lt;br /&gt;basilica cistern (yerebatan sarayı / sarnıcı)&lt;br /&gt;hagia sophia (aya sofya)&lt;br /&gt;grand bazaar (kapalı çarsı)&lt;br /&gt;turkish &amp;amp; islamic museum (türk ve islam eserleri müzesi)&lt;br /&gt;istanbul modern&lt;br /&gt;topkapı palast (topkapı sarayı)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart from the cistern and the bazaar i found everything very interesting &amp;amp; impressive. the cistern was nice, but it didnt really give me anything and the bazaar...well, maybe i didnt find it too impressive as ive already seen sth like that in beijıng (but [against my expectations] the salesmen were definately much less hassling than in beijıng!). hagia sophia was f*****cking impressive, but still i think 20YTL are too much (is it contradicting...? Oo) topkapı was also 20YTL, but its huuuuge inside and you can spend a lot more time in there than in the sophia. when leaving the palast in the direction of the archaeology museum there is this really nice &amp;amp; big park. i definately recommend going there for relaxing after the tour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;*&lt;/span&gt;went out quite a lot &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(and became better in drinking i guess xD)&lt;/span&gt; and met up with new ppl. a freaky spanish guy, many german-speaking turks, germans |P, weird americans, rasta men &amp;amp; women...(=&lt;br /&gt;the club "araf" (in so-called nevizade) for dancing is reaaaally nice, theyre playing a good mix of jazz, 70s, funk, reggae, rock, balkan beats and of course turkish traditional &amp;amp; modern music. ppl say its a real tourist place there, but still, love(d) it! i became a fan of turkish traditional music, hope to bring back home a bunch of good artists (= also "nayah" is a good place for live music, will cost u 10YTL tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attended 3 offıcial cs-gatherings and 1 unoffıcial one. the first 2 meetings havent been too interesting, 90% (turkish) guys and so many freaks! &gt;&gt; but the last one (on the asian side - kadiköy) was really good, decent men who really were just interested in having a good chat &amp;amp; fun. at that one i met the person who gave me a free ride to bursa (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[edit]&lt;/span&gt; that unofficial one was organised by girls from the austrian-highschool in istanbul. she just send random msgs to travellers in istanbul between 18-24yrs, but in the end we all ended up talking in german to each other. we were a group of 7 ppl, 3 from highschool, 3 germans (two other guys who were born around cologne as well! |P) and one "ordinary" turkish guy, who used to live in stuttgart for 1 year...well...yah, germans are EV-ER-Y-WHERE! no kidding. "good" or "bad"?...well, anyway |P it was good &amp;amp; interesting to get to know turkish ppl who were that interested in austria/germany.&lt;br /&gt;walked around the city, ate, talked and later at night &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seh germans&lt;/span&gt; went out drinking &amp;amp; clubbing together with other turkish ppl (livemusic and afterwards reggea = fun fun fun!) so that again was another coming-home-at-6-day...=P &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[/edit]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;one of my walks through istanbul ended in the northern part of the city: ortaköy.&lt;br /&gt;the center is nice &amp;amp; small, much less touristy &amp;amp; hectic than sultanahmet area, with lots of small antique &amp;amp; jewelry shops (wack! -and afaik also selling real stuff =P). except the noble hotels and huge universities on the way (i also wanna have a university by the sea!!! *__*) the walking route was not too exciting, but still its worth the walk!&lt;br /&gt;also the street from istiklal street leading down to the galata tower (galipdede caddesi?) is really worth seeing. alternative shops with more charm, little cafes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and now pictures finally, juhey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 560px; height: 421px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0261.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0467.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fergül (host 2), mehmet (host 1) &amp;amp; özge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 560px; height: 420px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0810.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 560px; height: 420px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0601.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;istanbul at night - teeeeeeh luv! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF0727.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 420px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0727.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF0696.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 420px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0696.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF0662.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 419px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0662.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;topkapı - all these details were just SO incredible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 560px; height: 421px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0421.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grand bazaar outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 560px; height: 419px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0744.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mosque in ortaköy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 560px; height: 417px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0467.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 367px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0484.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 367px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0483.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hagia sophia &amp;amp; her majesty! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(maggo das foto is nur für dich! =P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 560px; height: 417px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0296.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF0330.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 420px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0330.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 460px; height: 615px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0331.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the blue mosque&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2541518673527021180-9176936532425101627?l=diesuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/feeds/9176936532425101627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/2009/04/last-weeks-days-n-istanbul.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541518673527021180/posts/default/9176936532425101627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541518673527021180/posts/default/9176936532425101627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/2009/04/last-weeks-days-n-istanbul.html' title='last weeks &amp;amp; days in istanbul'/><author><name>leicht leise schwer &amp;amp; da</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03805126203304270570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KdfLa-RsLMA/SbRjsZWgPII/AAAAAAAAABA/z_tvaARcC4I/S220/DSC00249.2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/th_DSCF0261.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2541518673527021180.post-9065426689826188862</id><published>2009-03-20T02:44:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T01:33:56.247+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turkey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Princes' Islands / Prinzeninseln</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 560px; height: 416px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0223.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welcome! please enjoy for a moment or two...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so on friday ive been to the princes' islands ("[kızıl] adalar"), a chain of nine islands in the sea of marmara. during the byzantine and ottoman empire all kinds of royalties have been exiled on the islands, hence princes' islands, but after that the islands became a popular summer resort for wealthy ppl. now many greeks, armenians and jewish ppl are living there. one of the resident actually told us that every turk should have lived on one of the islands so to experience this multicultural society &amp;amp; to become more tolerant. i thought it to be really nice.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we went with the ferry from kabataş to the biggest island, "büyükada" (last station), which took us about 1 1/2 hours &amp;amp; 2,80YTL (one way) to get there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the ferry trip was reaaaally nice. weve been real lucky with the weather,  the sun was shining all the way and it seemed like the whole bosporus was covered with nothing but dancing little stars...the island itself was impressive to a certain extent, because all those summer residences were so beautiful (id like to have one for the summer as well, geez!) and as motorized vehicles arent allowed - so locomotion (fortbewegung? Oo) only by foot, bike or horse-drawn carriages - it was really peaceful and quiet, but in the end there/they are just houses you know, so you can easily get bored of them soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;however, we (group of germans and italians from the hostel) went off the street and made our way through the copse, up the hill in the direction of this historic greek orphanage (was originally built as a hotel by a french architect, now its the largest timber-frame construction in the world - meaning no single nail inside! anybody knows its name??!). during that i got a lil scared i havta admit, but in the end it was really really worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the view was just İNCREDİBLE. we sat there and we all could have watched for hours. nature, those tiny little houses and the big blue sea in the background. seagulls, ships, the wind and did i mention the sea? a picture-book scene, picturesque all the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i experienced the most beautiful sunset ive ever had so far. there are no words to describe it, simply amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope that someday everybody of you can make such an experience if you hadnt have it (grammar..). &lt;strike&gt;sorry for not offering any pictures, but im working with a mac here, so no photos for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all the best,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;su.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;istanbul on the way to the islands:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF0153.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 420px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0153.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF0157.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 420px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0157.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF0160.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 421px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0160.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reward for wandering through the copse &amp;amp; dealing w/ life-threatening risks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 560px; height: 421px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0211.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some summer residents:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF0187.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 421px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0187.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF0192.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 420px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0192.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF0184.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0184.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2541518673527021180-9065426689826188862?l=diesuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/feeds/9065426689826188862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/2009/03/princes-islands-prinzeninseln.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541518673527021180/posts/default/9065426689826188862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541518673527021180/posts/default/9065426689826188862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/2009/03/princes-islands-prinzeninseln.html' title='Princes&apos; Islands / Prinzeninseln'/><author><name>leicht leise schwer &amp;amp; da</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03805126203304270570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KdfLa-RsLMA/SbRjsZWgPII/AAAAAAAAABA/z_tvaARcC4I/S220/DSC00249.2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/th_DSCF0223.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2541518673527021180.post-651098117283984820</id><published>2009-03-19T02:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T00:32:28.420+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turkey'/><title type='text'>nargile city &amp; other turkish impressions</title><content type='html'>on the 19th march hamburg played against galatasaray istanbul on the uefa cup.&lt;div&gt;after a really rainy afternoon i met up with a couchsurfing guy in the evening who took me to his favourite shisha place (in so-called "nargile city", tophane), which was like 5-10min away from the hostel (just left, down the street).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;literally that area is not a city of course, just all those shisha bars are lined up next to each other really closely; every owner trying to lure you inside their bar because of course -they- got the best offerings...but in fact every place looked rly nice tho, mattresses and cushions all over the floor, colourful carpets and some bars even with beanbags.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so we sat there, drinking tea (no alcohol at these places!), smoking shisha and watching the football game. a real typical turkish thing for sure he told me! the experience was really nice and i much enjoyed looking at all those faces, glued to the screen and then suddenly bursting out out of rage, tension or happiness ( | (but the match wasnt too bad either actually =P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from time to time a person (not from the staff) would walk through the "bar", offering some chestnuts, corn or some sweet turkish desserts (...there are desserts made of chicken breast...!!? but gooooood! (: ). after the match he taught me how to play backgammon ("tavla"), which is also typical turkish and very very popular, no matter which age group (you can actually get a backgammon set in every restaurant and bar, just ask for it).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so it turned out to be a good turkish day after all ( |&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one thing which was quite sad was that i couldnt really tell him about typical german activities. anyway, whats "german culture" like nowadays (anyway)? there are ppl going to pubs and bars and clubs everywhere, staying at your friends' house blabla i dont know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;brauhaus? playing card games, drinking beer, sausages &amp;amp; potatoes &amp;amp; sauerkraut? really no clue...its just a thought im havin here so often, because im meeting many ppl from different countries who are asking about your own country, traditions and habits...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what i also really like about turkish ppl here is that in general they are not afraid to sing or to dance in front of others. when we were on that ship to the islands a group of some turkish boys have been with us and they were just dancing, joking, singing and clapping their hands together; in clubs men are dancing with each other to turkish music (amongst others); men &amp;amp; women are singing in the park if they feel like it, its just so nice and positive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2541518673527021180-651098117283984820?l=diesuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/feeds/651098117283984820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/2009/03/nargile-city-other-turkish-impressions.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541518673527021180/posts/default/651098117283984820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541518673527021180/posts/default/651098117283984820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/2009/03/nargile-city-other-turkish-impressions.html' title='nargile city &amp;amp; other turkish impressions'/><author><name>leicht leise schwer &amp;amp; da</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03805126203304270570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KdfLa-RsLMA/SbRjsZWgPII/AAAAAAAAABA/z_tvaARcC4I/S220/DSC00249.2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2541518673527021180.post-3593689560181315228</id><published>2009-03-17T03:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T00:34:56.992+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turkey'/><title type='text'>Hamam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;on tuesday i went to the turkish (steam) bath, the so called "hamam", with 2 other girls from the hostel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we took  our clothes off (you can leave ur slip on if you want to) in seperate cabines, then got shoes (those clogs i suppose IP) and a "peştemal" (cloth to cover the body and to lie on) and went inside the hot room. really no kidding, it was -freakin!- HOT inside. you gotta pour water on you once in a while during waiting, otherwise youll collapse i guess...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since it was only a regular hamam in the neighborhood there wasnt too much decoration with any gold or silver on the walls, but still it was impressing. a big marble stone in the center of the room, above the somewhat huge dome with a few wholes on it where beams of light fall down (hello atmosphere!!*_*), on the side washbasins with cold and hot water and simply all the marble everywhere and the silence was stunning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so we washed ourselves in front of the basins and after a while two turkish women came inside. we lied down on the marble stone (hooooooot!!) and then they scrubbed and washed us one by one. the scrubbing went with a rough-textured glove ("kese"), removing all the dead skin on your body. afterwards they poured water on us again and then we moved to another room where it wasnt that hot anymore but warm. weve been washed with soap there (so much foam aahh ID) and had a little massage while washing, it was so great and soooooo relaxing! forgot everything around me~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, this fun lasted maybe 1 1/2hours and cost us 25lira, not that pompously,  but why pay like 80lira for a hamam in sultanahmet (the tourist center) when you can also enjoy the silence and authenticy in the smaller one?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, take care guys, it was a really great experience, a must-do when coming to turkey i guess!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blob!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;die suu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2541518673527021180-3593689560181315228?l=diesuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/feeds/3593689560181315228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/2009/03/hamam.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541518673527021180/posts/default/3593689560181315228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541518673527021180/posts/default/3593689560181315228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/2009/03/hamam.html' title='Hamam'/><author><name>leicht leise schwer &amp;amp; da</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03805126203304270570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KdfLa-RsLMA/SbRjsZWgPII/AAAAAAAAABA/z_tvaARcC4I/S220/DSC00249.2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2541518673527021180.post-2331751866415393100</id><published>2009-03-15T12:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T00:37:08.816+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turkey'/><title type='text'>der erste tag / viele stunden</title><content type='html'>so guys, hıer also auch mal nen eıntrag von mır. schonmal von vornereın: fotos hab ıch noch nıch vıele gemacht, un dıe, dıe ıch gemacht habe, werden wascheınlıch auch ers spaeter dazu ge-edıted, weıl das verbındungskabel mal grad nıch so ın reıchweıte ıs...&lt;br /&gt;[edit]: actually: KARTENFEHLER maggie! wuaaah, alles weg! |(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaalso ja, bın gut angekommen blabla, so gegen 1 oder wat bın ıch ın ıstanbul gelandet. der flug wa ga nıch so lang, aber es gab doch auch tatsaechlıch warmes essen. hat mıch verwundert, aber da sachte ıch natürlıch nıch neın zu (: (irgenwas vegetarisches mit reis un spinat, wa jut)&lt;br /&gt;als ıch aus dem nur-für-fluggaeste-dıngsbums rausgekommen bın un meınen weg zur metro gemacht habe wurde ıch auch ma drekt angesprochen von sonem flughafen-tourıhelf-menschen (gott...) un ja hıer, brauchse hılfe, wo wıllse hın? - ah ja taksım, neın metro ıs nıch so gut weıl zuvıel umsteıgen, nımm den bus draussen, da und da. super nett, hat mır dann auch noch seıne karte gegeben falls ıch lust hab, mıch mıt ıhm am abend nach der arbeıt zu treffen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ım bus wars sehr angenehm, wurd nur von locals "besucht" un für so ca. 30mın machten wır uns also aufn weg nach beyoğlu. braınstormıng: schön vıel grün, super vıele autos, hupen, akp-propaganda faehnchen für dıe wahlen and last but not least - kraaaaaaaaass! so so sovıele haeuser, dıcht aneınandergereıht, auf sovıelen ebenen, dazwıschen der entlangschlaengelnde bosporos, kuppeln, türme, mınarette - und über uns dıe möven. herrlıch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/bla011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 218px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/bla011.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blick von galata bridge richtung beyoğlu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nach nem etwas laengerem spazıergang - zugegebenermassen teıls unfreıwıllıg - durch beyoğlus stadtmıtte hab ıch so gegen 4 vll dann auch meın hostel neverland erreıcht. bissken "eingerichtet", runtergekommen, geschlafen. hab später dann auch tatsächlich den flughafen typen angerufen, der dann noch mit nem arbeitskollegen gekommen is. zuerst was essen (lecker lamm) und danach inne bar nur mit locals. zum ersten mal das türkische efes bier getrunken ("what does having sex in a canoo and drinking efes have in common? - its near on the water!" haha, so true, aber lecker anyway =P) und schöne türkische musik gehört! altes zeugs un wohl auch sehr kitschig, weil sich alles nur um liebe dreht, aber ja, ich habs ja nich verstanden (;&lt;br /&gt;3 oder so simma dann da raus un ich bin tot ins bett gefallen (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2541518673527021180-2331751866415393100?l=diesuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/feeds/2331751866415393100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-guys-her-also-auch-mal-nen-entrag.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541518673527021180/posts/default/2331751866415393100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541518673527021180/posts/default/2331751866415393100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-guys-her-also-auch-mal-nen-entrag.html' title='der erste tag / viele stunden'/><author><name>leicht leise schwer &amp;amp; da</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03805126203304270570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KdfLa-RsLMA/SbRjsZWgPII/AAAAAAAAABA/z_tvaARcC4I/S220/DSC00249.2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/th_bla011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2541518673527021180.post-5826993746493592914</id><published>2009-03-15T02:27:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T00:06:28.339+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='köln'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kultur'/><title type='text'>der letzte tag / die letzten stunden</title><content type='html'>um halb 4 werden wir uns auf den weg nach ddorf machen; es is 2 uhr morgens, also wird das wohl nichts mehr mit dem schlafen. ich denke, ich hab alles gut beisammen, mit ein bisschen drücken un pressen war dann doch noch ein bisschen mehr platz ausm backpack rauszuholn, sodass ich noch ein bisschen schoki mitnehmen kann &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;habe mich tollerweise erkaeltet, miese kopfschmerzen, timing könnte also nich besser sein schaetz ich. heute morgen hab ich noch diverse sachen in koln erledigen können, habe naemlich das gemacht:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 149px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0017.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0018.jpg"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/DSCF0018.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dank an meine schwester für das rezept. sie fliegt btw auch heute nach japan, yokohama, fürs auslandsemester (bzw sie fliegt heute un ich auch), also wens intressiert: http://lomaichi.wordpress.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ach, was ich noch posten wollte: dank meinem organisationstalent habe ich es leider nich mehr geschafft, ins &lt;a href="http://forum-fotografie.info/"&gt;forum für fotografie&lt;/a&gt; und in die &lt;a href="http://www.volkssternwarte-koeln.de/"&gt;sternwarte &lt;/a&gt;zu gehn =(&lt;br /&gt;im forum läuft momentan die ausstellung "licht | schreiben", in der autoren texte für fotos "namenhafter fotografen" verfasst haben. hätte sie unglaublich gern gesehn, aber fuck! die ausstellung wird noch bis zum 9. april im forum sein, also vll mag ja jmd für mich dahin gehn un mir berichten?&lt;br /&gt;ansonsten kann ich die sternwarte auch nur empfehlen, viele nette sachen im programm enthalten!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2541518673527021180-5826993746493592914?l=diesuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/feeds/5826993746493592914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/2009/03/der-letzte-tag-die-letzten-stunden.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541518673527021180/posts/default/5826993746493592914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541518673527021180/posts/default/5826993746493592914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/2009/03/der-letzte-tag-die-letzten-stunden.html' title='der letzte tag / die letzten stunden'/><author><name>leicht leise schwer &amp;amp; da</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03805126203304270570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KdfLa-RsLMA/SbRjsZWgPII/AAAAAAAAABA/z_tvaARcC4I/S220/DSC00249.2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/xxsue/blogspot/th_DSCF0017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2541518673527021180.post-8014433071255511903</id><published>2009-03-13T19:01:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T20:58:38.710+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turkey'/><title type='text'>endspurt</title><content type='html'>so freunde der nacht, der tag der abreise rückt näher, schnell und sicher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;habe soweit fertig gepackt glaub ich, bzw liegen die sachen, die ich mitnehmen möchte, alle um den backpack herum. dass das keine garantie dafür ist, dass die sachen dann auch tatsächlich in den rucksack wandern werden, habe ich leider mehr als nur einmal selbst erfahren müssen, aber na ja...wird schon alles, wird schon.&lt;br /&gt;also mit 10kg aufm rücken bin ich äußerst zufrieden, nur kacke, dass der backpack dabei bis oben hin voll is. 90% klamotten, was soll man sons auch noch mitnehmen neben kleinkram &amp;amp; hygienesachen, aber irgenwie frag ich mich trotzdem, ob das alles so seine richtigkeit hat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ja also, meine reise wird also in istanbul anfangen, wo ich erstma 3/4 tage im &lt;a href="http://hostelneverland.com/"&gt;neverland hostel&lt;/a&gt; in beyoğlu bleiben werde. mal ganz abgesehn davon, dass das hostel billig ist, habe ich mich auch ganz bewusst gegen das (mehr) touristenviertel sultanahmet entschieden. beyoğlu bedeutet zwar auch kein meerblick ausm zimmer raus, aber ich hoffe (un schätze) doch mal sehr, dass ich noch genug möglichkeiten haben werde, dass meer zu sehn.&lt;br /&gt;mal schaun, wann ich mich dann mit andren menschen (hoch lebe das internet! =P) treffen werde.&lt;br /&gt;mal schaun, wies wird, mal schaun, wie lang ich bleib, mal schaun, ob ich zurück komm |P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eine äußerst schlechte nachricht:&lt;br /&gt;yannis von &lt;a href="http://wwwgarp.blogspot.com/"&gt;garp &lt;/a&gt;muss am 20. zurück nach griechenland un er weiß nich, wann er wieder kommen wird, dh. dass ich vll nich dahin kann =( also können schon, nur wenn er irgenwie erst im juni oder so zurück kommt gehts natürlich nich...daaaaaaamn! ich hoffe hoffe hoffe, dass es doch noch klappen wird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also dann, cheers!&lt;br /&gt;schon wieder viel zu lang geschrieben...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;die su.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2541518673527021180-8014433071255511903?l=diesuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/feeds/8014433071255511903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/2009/03/endspurt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541518673527021180/posts/default/8014433071255511903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541518673527021180/posts/default/8014433071255511903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/2009/03/endspurt.html' title='endspurt'/><author><name>leicht leise schwer &amp;amp; da</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03805126203304270570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KdfLa-RsLMA/SbRjsZWgPII/AAAAAAAAABA/z_tvaARcC4I/S220/DSC00249.2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2541518673527021180.post-864576647960044935</id><published>2009-03-09T00:07:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T20:58:46.545+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turkey'/><title type='text'># 001</title><content type='html'>träääääääää!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, this is it. again.&lt;br /&gt;türkei und alles drum &amp;amp; dran soll also das thema sein, aber ich schätze, dass es sich nich drauf beschränken wird...in letzter zeit kommen mir wieder mehr texte in den sinn, aber den elan, um die dinge niederzuschreiben, hab ich immer noch nich zurück...nun ja, wir werden sehn wie sich das hier entwickeln wird; eig auch nur hinterlistig von gmail hinters licht geführt...&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(hähä |P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also es gibt noch einiges zu tun bevors los geht.&lt;br /&gt;muss noch diverse offizielle dokumente kopieren, mich um mein handy vertrag hier in dland kümmern un dann noch ein paar persönliche dinge regeln (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ugh...&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glücklicherweise habe ich heute aus einer vertrauenswürdigen quelle erfahren, dass man nich gesteinigt wird, wenn man an türkeis stränden mit nem bikini ankommt. ganz ehrlich, ich habe mir &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ernsthaft &lt;/span&gt;gedanken drüber gemacht, aber im grunde genommen gehts auch um die einschränkung des klamottenstils ansich. ich weiß nich, worauf ich mich einstellen soll; einstellen kann/darf/muss...es wird wirklich so eine komplett neue, andere erfahrung für mich! wenn ich so drüber nachdenke könnte man fast meinen, dass mir das herz dabei stehn bleibt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ edit 0253 ]&lt;br /&gt;die sache mit dem klamottenstil bzw eher mit der einschränkung erinnert mich btw an china.&lt;br /&gt;letzens dachte ich nochmal über china nach un dachte mir: meine fresse, teilweise warste dort echt unreif...&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(aber hey, wir waren 16!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aber es is wirklich nich einfach, die grenze zwischen einschränkung &amp;amp; respekt zu ziehen. wann werde ich wirklich meiner persönlichen ausdrucksfreiheit beraubt und wann sollte ich mich eher anpassen un akzeptieren, respektieren?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2541518673527021180-864576647960044935?l=diesuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/feeds/864576647960044935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/2009/03/hick-kack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541518673527021180/posts/default/864576647960044935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2541518673527021180/posts/default/864576647960044935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diesuu.blogspot.com/2009/03/hick-kack.html' title='# 001'/><author><name>leicht leise schwer &amp;amp; da</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03805126203304270570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KdfLa-RsLMA/SbRjsZWgPII/AAAAAAAAABA/z_tvaARcC4I/S220/DSC00249.2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
