Abigail Bosphorus Blue
missing~a feeling that connects
When I am away from İstanbul, I miss:
~ the gentle people who take care of stray cats, stray dogs and wounded seagulls
~ ferries
~ cormorants resting on breakwaters like eternal question marks
~ beer-wine-rakı scented alley-like streets
~ my beloved bookstores and cinemas
~ gypsies selling flowers at every corner
~ yelkouan shearwaters skimming across Bosphorus
~ wandering on winding roads on the hills of Bosphorus…watching how the view turns with every turn of the road. Breathing in these changes and beauty
~ being in Yoros Castle watching the storms coming from Black Sea, entering Bosphorus and spreading over the city
…
But what I miss most is travelling from one continent to another with seagulls:o)
missing~a feeling that connects
When I am away from İstanbul, I miss:
~ the gentle people who take care of stray cats, stray dogs and wounded seagulls
~ ferries
~ cormorants resting on breakwaters like eternal question marks
~ beer-wine-rakı scented alley-like streets
~ my beloved bookstores and cinemas
~ gypsies selling flowers at every corner
~ yelkouan shearwaters skimming across Bosphorus
~ wandering on winding roads on the hills of Bosphorus…watching how the view turns with every turn of the road. Breathing in these changes and beauty
~ being in Yoros Castle watching the storms coming from Black Sea, entering Bosphorus and spreading over the city
…
But what I miss most is travelling from one continent to another with seagulls:o)