Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Transport Me Back to Istanbul, Not Constantinople
Gotta sick kid (even the slightest cough is not welcome in the schools right now), so spent the day making chicken soup, driving around, and getting not much done.
Feel like transporting to a beautiful place: my friend’s five story Armenian house on the European side in one of the liveliest neighborhoods of Istanbul. It’s all made of wood, completely restored, with a spiral staircase down the center. From the top floor you can see the Golden Horn. She’s filled it with love, 10 cats, one dog and turtles we were unable to locate.
My friend is also having a well-deserved and unexpected success as a fashion designer in Second Life. In other words, she’s selling “clothes” for avatars that exist only in cyber space. Amazing.