A small, beautiful, hurting world 

Thinking about Turkey and Nice. My understanding of foreign policy is much weaker than my grasp on domestic issues, but it is all horrifying. Following my new favorite  thinker, Anne-Marie Slaughter, to try and understand. Vox’s reports are also super helpful.

Without anything to contribute to the conversation, other than sadness, trying to think of the beauty of Istanbul. Four years ago, David and I spent Thanksgiving in Istanbul. It was a dizzingly incredible city.

I remember boarding the Turkish Airlines flight, giddy with excitement. It was the first time David and I were flying across the Atlantic together, and I was SO excited to take such a big trip. 

When we arrived at the Osmanhan, our hotel in Sultanahmet, Fatih, the manager, greeted us warmly and welcomed us to the city. I don’t generally remember hotel managers, but he was so kind and helpful throughout the trip.

We started each morning with an incredible breakfast on the hotel’s roof deck, looking out at the Bosphorus. The view, the perfect tomatoes and cheese, the cool morning air-it’s one of those scenes that you tuck away to remember when stressed or wanting a vacation. 

Although it was November, the city was packed. It truly felt like a crossroads for the world-so many different languages and cultures, everywhere we went.

I remember actually feeling a little overwhelmed at Taxsim Square. So many people out, enjoying a Friday night. It was crowded! We ended up finding a rooftop bar, and I remember feeling fancy as we drank Pilsners and ate popcorn, looking out at the city (isn’t it random the memories that stick? I really remember the popcorn. And a lively birthday dinner at the table next to us).


The Hagia Sophia and the Blue Mosque and all of Sultanahmet…all incredible. Thinking about all the history and turmoil they’ve witnessed. They’re still standing, incredibly magnificent. 

Hoping for a peaceful end to this current chaos and praying for those who are hurting.

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