sometimes its a dream

but somehow they make me incredibly sad/anxious for an adventure? I do not do long-term traveling outside the U.S. well, so I don’t know why I wish I was in Turkey so bad! Most likely because my dorm room is the same room I have lived in the last 2 years. The water I drink is always clean. The grocery store is always Meijer (which I couldn’t find fresh basil at the other night). & if I wrote a blog about my adventures in the U.S. no one would even blink at it. 

anyway - keep the posts coming from Turkey, cause I’m living vicariously  through you all!