A Maine Wedding

Posted on Dec 12, 2014 in Personal, USA | 10 Comments
A Maine Wedding

When you’re an expat, it’s easy to romanticize the place you left. I didn’t always love New England when I lived there, but once I moved to Istanbul, I started getting moony over Massachusetts and the surrounding region. I returned in July for my first substantial stay in New England in a year and a […]

Returning To The Place I Left

Posted on Jul 23, 2014 in Boston, Istanbul, Personal, Turkey, USA | 4 Comments
Returning To The Place I Left

Tomorrow I’m going back to Boston. I’ve spent this last week in Istanbul living my normal Istanbul life: playing hostess to visiting friends, wandering around the city taking pictures, riding ferries, napping on the couch in my sunny salon of a room. And yet I’ve also been packing up my life, tying up loose ends, […]

Traveling With Mama in the Heat of the South

Traveling With Mama in the Heat of the South

It was a summer of transitions, of transformations. My sister was graduating from her college in Rhode Island and moving to Los Angeles. My parents, after a difficult multi-year detour in North Carolina, were moving to San Francisco– my dad had already gone, leaving my parents unhappily living in different states for the second time […]

Sometimes It’s Hard To Be Far Away

Posted on Jul 11, 2013 in Personal, USA, Vermont | 3 Comments
Sometimes It’s Hard To Be Far Away

Sometimes, the distance between my home in Turkey and my family in the US feels so far. I felt it this week. My grandma died. My entire family was flying to Vermont for the funeral. And I couldn’t go, because I live in Istanbul. This is what I wrote the day she died: “My grandma […]

RiverSing: A Celebration Of The Charles

Posted on Apr 19, 2013 in Boston, Culture, USA | No Comments
RiverSing: A Celebration Of The Charles

This is a Flashback Friday, sort of. This has been a rough week for Boston, and I have been reliving happier memories, as I mentioned in my post about the Marathon bombing. So here’s one more beautiful memory, about a gathering I attended many times. Every September there’s an event in Cambridge called RiverSing, which takes […]

From Far Away, Experiencing The Boston Marathon Bombing

Posted on Apr 16, 2013 in Boston, Personal, USA | One Comment
From Far Away, Experiencing The Boston Marathon Bombing

In the months leading up to my departure to Istanbul, my mother worried constantly about how close I would be to Syria. But Istanbul is about as far as you can get from Syria and still be in Turkey. I told her not to worry. The week I arrived in Istanbul, a bomb went off […]

Where Is Home?

Posted on Apr 7, 2013 in Boston, California, North Carolina, Personal, USA | 8 Comments
Where Is Home?

As an expat, I often get asked the same question over and over again. “Where are you from?” And usually, I give the simplest answer: I’m from Boston. This is technically true. I grew up outside of Boston, I went to school even closer to Boston, I lived (more or less) in Boston for the […]

The Hunt For Buckminster Fuller

Posted on Mar 29, 2013 in Boston, Stories and Essays, USA | No Comments
The Hunt For Buckminster Fuller

This week’s FLASHBACK FRIDAY is from an adventure in Boston during summer 2010. Once upon a time, I was being followed by Buckminster Fuller. Yes, I know he’s dead; no, I wasn’t on drugs. It’s just, he was EVERYWHERE. Everything I read had some reference to Buckminster Fuller. A local theater announced they would do […]

Snow-free and Loving It

Posted on Mar 13, 2013 in Boston, Personal, USA | No Comments
Snow-free and Loving It

For most of my life, Boston was my home. As with any place you grow up in, there were things I loved about the city and things I really disliked, but there was one thing I hated more than anything else: Winter. UGH. Sure, summertime is glorious and autumn exquisite, but when snow is conceivable […]

How To Survive in LA If It Never Stops Raining

Posted on Feb 4, 2013 in California, USA | No Comments
How To Survive in LA If It Never Stops Raining

My sister, Hillary, recently moved to Los Angeles. While I was in California in November/December, I decided to take a long weekend to fly down and visit her. The San Francisco “winter” was already warm compared to Boston’s iciness, but I figured LA would be even better. The first time Hillary lived in LA was […]