This is the enchanting sound my friend Amy gets to hear from her living room window in the neighborhood of Sultan Ahmet. I’m going home to Portland, Oregon on July 24th and hearing the call to prayer will be one of the nice memories I will take with me. Perhaps I’ll replay this video from time to time to mentally transport myself back to Istanbul. I’m looking forward to going home for a visit after 15 months of globetrotting.
I love how appreciative Turks are. If they like you, they will genuinely reflect that in their words and actions. Recently I was stopped in my neighborhood by a woman who works at a bookstore, just so she could thank me for smiling every day when I pass her store.
Amy and I hung out in her neighborhood tonight and talked about uplifting topics: love and writing, getting published and the ways in which we considered ourselves lucky. I said I regretted leaving so many great friends, including a great guy. Despite hitting it off with him, he told me early on that he didn’t want anything serious and I had to concur. Sometimes the awesome people we meet, whether they’re friends or lovers, just show up temporarily to remind us that we deserve to have terrific people in our lives.