So we’re at this resort, the type you never have to leave because everything is included. The kids are in heaven with the pools and slides and beach and dessert buffet. Besides the American group at this conference the place is filled with Russians. It’s bizarre, to have gone from Turkish culture to Russian culture overnight. Most are blond, the women are incredibly sexy in their string bikinis, the kids are for the most part naked, and everyone drinks a lot. Last night I danced with a man from Kazakhstan! The American men are positively puritanical in their long bathing suits, the American women in the shade to avoid tanning. But it’s good to get away.
2 comments:
Kloe! I've been wanting to post a comment on your blog for months; it's amazing. Thanks for posting often and for being so honest throughout. I'm also an expat in Turkey and often find that your observations about this place match mine - and admittedly, that's very comforting! Don't leave!! Whose blog will I follow so closely? All the best and thanks again. -Evelyn
Kisses to you!
K
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