Türkiye

hey, we are back in turkey!
it's strange, but it feels so familiar.

the buyurun buyurun simit simit of the street vendors
the clickclack of the prayerbead in the hands of men passing by on the street
the i have a brotherunclefriend in Germany - of everybody we get to talk to
the inevitable çay at any time of the day
the invitation of the müezzin to prayer

and it is an invitation to prayer for us.
while changing cities nearly every day the places where we are praying vary from shabby hotel beds to nice park benches. but that doesn't matter. now our church is the two of us. feels good.

rebecca***