Cennet Valley, the better version of Kabak
byAfter my happiness high had dissolved I head down to the beach. Because I am alone and because it is my kingdom, I don’t…
Turkey
Kabak Valley, Getting There and Move On
byIn Fethiye I am waiting for a Dolmus to Kabak which isn’t coming. I asked five people in my easiest English if this was…
The Happy Hostage
byThe red lights are the only things that are visible in the far darkness. Before I even realize that my backpack, camera and passport…
Istanbul Street Life
byFrom my home in Istanbul it is a 45 minutes walk to Taksim Square. From there I look for a nice tea place, drink some tea from…
Kapadokya, where I didn’t make pictures of the hot air balloons, but a lot of other people did
byThe Australian woman in the bus to Kapadokya was a former employer at the administration department of a university who threw her whole life…