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| View from the Galata Bridge |
The time has finally arrived to bid Istanbul farewell for now. It's hard to believe that five years have passed and I will miss so many things in this city that has given me so much. I will miss being surrounded by ancient buildings, grounded in a vast expanse of time and squeezed by the embrace of nostalgia. I will miss the layers the city is built on. I will miss the Bosphorus and its range of moods and tones, its shores perfect places for reflection. I will miss the ferry rides, where, feet propped along the outside railing, I could catch angles of the city one more beautiful than the next. I will miss hamam scrub downs and fish meals with rakı. I will miss a daily çay and popping into any dukkan for a sade soda. I will miss the gorgeous produce, a marker for the passing of the seasons, fresh and affordable. I will miss the ocakbaşı and Turkish breakfast. I will miss the call to prayer, melodic and mystical. I will miss sketching in the city, poking around the city's hans with Gabby, and checking out artisans' studios. I will miss the fabulous views and rooftop perches. I will miss my jewelry class and the joy it brought me every Sunday. I will miss the yoga community and the many good friends I've made in my time here. I am thankful for the full life I led while in Istanbul and know our affair isn't over yet.
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| View from Buyuk Valide Han |
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| Balloons, near Rumeli Hisari |
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