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Wednesday, 9 April 2014

Istanbul, Turkey.

A pleasant surprise, to be absolutely honest, and unexpectedly so. I came here with the promise to myself: to try and see the positive sides of the city and the differences in culture, rather than be annoyed by pushy shopkeepers and fall into the monotony by comparing travels. Istanbul was the European Culture Capital in 2010. Two years later, it was the fifth most popular tourist destination. I was adamant to find out why, and I did.

This is one of the few kitty pictures I took.
I had started a collection of street dogs in Athens. But after three days the count of Turkish street dogs already exceeded the Greek counterpart. 

Byzantium,  it was first called. Constantine,  emperor of the Roman empire, wanted his City built on seven hills, just like Rome, naming it Constantinople. It carried that name till the last century. Only when Atatürk came along did the name change to Istanbul (1930). It was capital to many empires: Roman, Byzantium, Ottoman and Latin. And though it looks like one in many aspects, it is not the country's capital anymore (Ankara is. We were heavily advised against visiting it). Fun fact: During the Ottoman Empire, Istanbul had 1400 public toilets around the city, whilst the rest of Europe had none (not even in the palaces/castles of the French, for instance). 

Istanbul's population counts almost 14 million, not counting the tourists, which is more than the entire population of Belgium. 99% of the population is (officially - not perse practicing ) Muslim. Personally, I find that percentage surprisingly high, and would never have guessed it had you asked me. I did, however, find out where the Turkish way of wrapping a veil comes from. (D' oh). Turkish women have a very specific way of putting it on, and I'm still trying to figure out how it is done (so that it doesn't come undone within 5 minutes).

The Turkish people are friendly. On average, they're friendlier than many cultures I've run into, and they tend to make jokes within the first 3 minutes of them meeting you. Restaurant and shopkeepers aside (who tend to be annoying anywhere- though the Turkish have pushed it to a new level, practically dragging you to a seat in restaurant streets, pushing the menus up your nose), I haven't had any negative situations with the Turkish. They have a funny accent, though. Though their own language consists of practically all vowels (except the phonetic 'oo', possibly) including all the "special" French and Dutch sounding ones ( 'eu'. ' ui' and ''), they have a difficulty pronouncing English. (Or Arabic, for that matter. Their language isn't as throaty/deep). 
Within the first half hour of our being in the country, three different people already helped us out (specifically on Metro whereabouts and information about their tickets) 

Istanbul has a nice transportation system worked out. They have a card, that works very much like the Dutch "OV chip card" (though without the checking out part). The card can be used for all open/public transportation, including but not limited to trains, metros, trams and boats.
You buy a card (10 TL),  and it already has some money on it (4 TL). Every time you check in anywhere (which is the only way you can get on the platform - and there are supervisors at every station) you pay a small amount ( 2 TL), no matter how many stops you take. So basically, it's not about the distance so much as the amount of lines you use. Oh, and by the way: their subway is the third oldest in the world (1875), after the ones in London (1863) and New York (1868). 

Istanbul is greener and spacier than I thought it would be. I got there in the right period: All the tulips were blossoming, and Hyacinths were all around. (Both belong to my top ten flowers, the latter is where my name's derived from). I ended up doing far more walking than I expected - and got new shoes to accommodate said walking. We even walked all the way to the Taksim Square on the Asian side of the city  (Ironically Taksim means Division/Dividing), which is what all the Turkish Twitter-block commotion is about.
They have plenty of naturally coloured flowers, yet find a need to do this. 

The streets are highlighted with mosques and churches (which look almost the same, but for the added minarets, and the added moon instead of a cross on top-- because most mosques were churches up until the Ottoman empire). The hotel is quite near the Blue Mosque (which is definitely the prettiest on the outside, in my own humble opinion -- it is also the only mosque in the city with six minarets.) The Aya/ Hagia Sofia is just on the other end of that street ( which was my personal winner as far as the inside is concerned-- also, it was the largest church in the world for almost a thousand years, until the Seville Cathedral was completed in 1520. The Aya Sofia was turned to a Mosque. But it is out of function now, and they turned it into a museum). Just outside the "old town" there is a Christian neighbourhood (and a Jewish one, as well), with many churches that still function as such. The Chora has the prettiest frescoes and mosaics. One thing though: Jesus looks very sad in all of them (in the Aya Sofia too).


The Blue Mosque. 


And the Aya Sofia 


The Hippodrome, looking on the Blue Mosque.
 (Including an Egyptian Obelisk)

The Topkapi Palace also has a very interesting museum. As a former palace of Sultans, it's a place complete with hamams and gardens and fountains, and at it's peak housed about 4000 people. Part of the collection  the museum claimed to own seems very questionable to cynical old me (though some might very well be honest and genuine): mainly belongings of different prophets: They claimed to have THE stick of Moses (very polished and smaller than I'd imagine), a turban of Joseph, scrolls of John (the Baptist?), a pot of Abraham, and to top it all off: beard hairs, swords (which were gold decorated and had European hilts-- hence the questionability) and a (huge!) footprint of Muhammed, who according to descriptions was but an average sized man -albeit with a strong/big presence- (PBUT). They also had swords of the different khalifas (Omar, Othman and Ali), and a few keys to the Ka'abeh in Mecca.

They also had a large (ha. Pun intended) collection of Sultans' clothes. Now, there can be only one of two deductions: Either the Sultans were all incredibly overweight, or these clothes were sown to fit their abnormally large egos... I'm rooting for the former deduction, as I could easily curl up and sleep on any of the thrones they had on exhibit (even if it were filled up with cushions).


I could fit in this three or four times. 

We also visited the Archeological Museum of Istanbul. Regrettably, they have very little that was actually found in Istanbul (or Turkey in general). There were a lot of items that were Egyptian, however, some dating back to 2 and 3 thousand years BC, and a lot of Lebanese diggings as well, mainly from Sidon. There were even some Egyptian ruins stolen by Lebanon first, and then somehow found their way to Istanbul's museum.
They did have the tomb of Alexander the Great (which was later found not to contain said Alexander, though they never changed the name of the tomb.) I think I liked that item in the huge collection most of all.


Alexander's Tomb.




The city walls are steep.
Yes. I climbed them. And almost keeled over. 

The Basilica Cistern is a definite Must-see in Istanbul. It's hidden in plain sight, across from the Aya Sofia, and is called Yerebatan Sarayi in Turkish, or the Sunken Palace (which describes it very well). It is the largest of several cisterns that lie 150 m beneath Istanbul, and used to be a Basilica (Roman Public Court Building) built in the 3rd century and contained gardens, and was later rebuilt as a cistern to provide a water filtration system for the Topkapi palace. There are two huge Medusa heads in one of the corners of the with-water-filled man-made cave, one laid sideways ( to negate the power of Gorgon's gaze) and the other is put upside down on purpose (to show the actual height of the face).
There are HUGE fish that swim in the water, which put their heads up around crowds, eagerly awaiting food to be thrown in. Talking of water reminds me: We strolled around the entire beach of the peninsula. The sea is INFESTED with jellyfish. Which makes a fascinating sight, yet a nightmare if you were to accidentally fall into the water.

The Sunken Palace. 


Medusa's head, sideways. 

Jellyfish. 
Obviously. 

We roamed about the Grand Bazaar (which is the oldest and largest historical covered bazaar in the world, with 3000 shops covering 61 streets -- it reminded me very much of Khan el Khalili in Cairo) and the Egyptian or Spice bazaar, which covers an entire area around it (Which is very much like some streets in Mansheya in Alexandria).


 Spices and Turkish Delight. 


They really sell these. Just like that. No license no nothing.
Not in the Bazaars, mind you. But in the train-tunnels. 
That and peppersprays and tasers and the like... 

We had Turkish coffee ( and even tried reading our futures -- mine had something that looked like a wolf [or Grim?] , the cup I was trying to read had a definite dragon and a huge and smiling Cheshire cat .) We had Turkish tea ( which tastes like any tea, really. Also, it's only a recent national drink, because coffee became expensive and tea leaves could be grown way more easily in the Black Sea region). And we had apple tea (which is herbal, and prepared horribly sweetly. If I had proper internet I'd've uploaded the video in which I'm attempting -and failing- to drink it without shuddering, though the flavour is quite nice).

To be honest, I don't think I'd attempt visiting Istanbul mid-summer. It is crowded and warm enough for my taste is March-April (You can only shuffle your way through the Bazaar, and though the temperature ranged between 10 and 15 degrees Celsius, I definitely got sunburn the first few days). That said, I DEFINITELY recommend this city as a destination for (short) city trips, and I think I'd like to go there again. I'll at least attempt another visit to Turkey soon, to discover the rest of its brilliance, nature and hidden culture.

Xx
The Gypsy

Saturday, 15 March 2014

My first times..

In the past 4.5 year, I've experienced the following:

My first sushi
My first trip without parents
My first concert
My first camping trip
My first real date
My first bills (yes. Adult alert)
My first visit from abroad, especially for me
My first interview (not on Skype)
My first physical job (--so not outsourcing onlines)
My first Segway ride
My first longer-than-7-hour-flight
My first time on another continent than Europe (Egypt and Sinai excluded)
My first audition
My first (superman) ziplining adventure-- and bungee jump push
My first kiss
My first jump off a 10 m high bridge
My first real Latin American food
My first sundyed hair
My first panic attacks
My first Volcano hike
My first (long and serious) interaction with kids (ages 8-16) (!)
My first tour in front of classmates
My first swim with dolphins
My first tour in front of tour professionals
My first tips as a tour guide (!)
My first swim/jumps in caves
My first MRI scans
My first diving experience (definitely not my last)
My first emergency response officer certificate
My first Assertiveness training
My first Spanish certificate (not my last, either)
My first of so many foods (especially desserts) that I'd never tried before
My first zumba classes....
My first visit to Latvia, C.A, Greece, Leb, etc...
My first assertiveness in a group
My first successful nail art


Oh right.
And first tarantula..

And there must be so many more I'm forgetting...
Sometimes it feels like moving back to the Netherlands made me "catch up" with so many things I'd missed out on during puberty. Because all-girl schools and different cultures and living on budgets... So many "un- special" things I'd just never tried before because of one reason or the other.

I've had so many firsts in the past four and a half years... and there are so many firsts still on my list... 
Sometimes,  I think I can't be surprised anymore, because I've seen so much. But then I am surprised by how easy it is for me to enjoy small little things: new or not.

Xx
The Gypsy

Friday, 28 February 2014

Thou shalt not lie

Right after the commandment "Thou shalt not commit adultery" is the one that's in the title: Lying is bad.
It's bad in every big standard religion: Judaism, Christianity, Islam, Buddhism, Hinduism..
They all judge liars, whether the punishment is burning in hell, or being reincarnated into something that will teach you better.
And these religions usually don't even make a difference between white lies (to avoid offense, for instance) and big hurtful lies (which have a -painful- consequences).

And is not telling the truth the same as lying?

I discovered that there are two types of people: Those who will unforgivably condemn lies, because the truth prevails no matter what, and those that will prefer a lie in good faith, to keep their peace of mind.
This discovery is very much linked to the two cultures I lived in long enough to observe and appreciate both sides of this story. Maybe there are more types of people out there... I should find out.
I'm going to stereotype here, and I mean no offense. I understand that there are exceptions to every rule. These are mere observations I've made.

Egyptians, though perfectly religious, treat lying as natural as breathing, though you can't actually say that you are lying, for this brings up the tiny detail that you are, in fact, sinning. From complimenting your dress or hair style, to praising this or that person, to asking doctors to lie to you when you are chronically ill and possibly dying.
Real example: "My husband has cancer. He doesn't know this. I asked his doctor not to tell him. He is too old for chemotherapy. Better if he doesn't know that he's dying."
Another example: "No, we did not tell his sister (who is living in America) that her brother has cancer and is dying. Telling her would only make her sad."  -Forgetting the fact that she might actually appreciate being told in time to say goodbye or finish any unsaid/stalled business (my opinion)-
All of these lies are said to avoid panic, offense, or a general disturbance to anyone's peace of mind.

The (secular) Dutch prefer honesty. In fact, the Dutch are known (stereotypically) to be quite straight-forward, "blunt", and even "rude". Too much so, for many other cultures out there. They don't condemn the lying for fear of any specific God, either. It's just the way they were brought up.
They are not brought up to use flowery languages, and have a too-individualistic upbringing to choose your peace of mind over their own, and will tell you straight out whether they like your nose, belly fat or haircut, or not. There are exceptions, of course, here, too. Some Dutch can lie with a trained pokerface, though perhaps not with the same reasons Egyptians do it.

My opinion? In some cases, you can avoid lying or being blunt: By being diplomatic.
Instead of lying about a birthday present you receive, saying you love it when you hate it, or offending them and saying you don't like it: simply thank the person warmly and tell them how nice it is of them to bring you a gift~  Because it is. Nice. Of them. To get you anything at all. Whether you would've ever picked it for yourself has nothing to do with it.
(Combining the best of both sides, eh? Or avoiding the worst.)


More observations:
(Almost) everyone who cheats will lie about it, regardless of their culture.
(Almost) everyone who steals, will lie about it.
If you commit any sin/ taboo, your first temptation will be to hide it, or lie about it.
Some people almost ask to be lied to, for the mere fact that they are too aggressively stubborn about the way they think what something should be, or what someone should do.
(Almost) everyone will lie to save their own lives. (Or the lives of loved ones. Maybe.)

To me, when you are being lied to, and find out, it feels like being punched in the gut.
The worst part of it is in the case of you knowing that this person was lying to you all along, but denial made so much more sense, because it didn't hurt so much.
I've been in that denial phase so many times. And I'm a big hypocrite, because I've also lied so many times..

I try, as hard as I can, not to judge people.
I try, as hard as I can, to be objective and fair.
I try, as hard as I can, not to become irrationally angry or childish when told painful truths.
Mostly, I do this to invite honesty.
Because I prefer painful truths to pretty lies.
And I try, as hard as I can, to be honest without hurting people or causing offense...

I wish everyone was like that...

Xx
The Gypsy

Monday, 24 February 2014

Internship is official ~ And schedule is out.

All hands on deck!

Or something like that.
Besides getting a GO today to start my concluding my thesis (still a long way to go, but it's a start) , I signed and thereby made truely official: My internship at Lauwers.



Even better: I know where I'm heading. Salzburg and Vienna (Austria) are one main trip that'll be repeated a few times, the Coast of Cantabria (North of Spain) another.











As top on this already pretty cool whipped cream base, a cherry: A cruise trip from South of France all the way around Spain to Britain and Amsterdam. I made quite a fool of myself in front of my parents, squealing and dancing in the kitchen.



Something like that.

I've never been to Spain before.
And I've been dreaming of going for.. a long time.

It's going to be a busy (warm) summer.
But not complaining.
At all.

On a side note: Watched the Avengers.  I think I've actually seen it before. Maybe.

Xx
The Gypsy

Thursday, 20 February 2014

Inspirational quotes from The Alchemist



"Well, what if I decide to stay?" …
"Let me tell you what will happen. You’ll be the counselor of the oasis …You’ll marry, and you’ll both be happy for a year…. And you’ll get better and better at understanding omens, because the desert is the best teacher there is…. Sometime during the second year, you’ll remember about the treasure. The omens will begin insistently to speak of it, and you’ll try to ignore them…During the third year, the omens will continue to speak of your treasure and your destiny. You’ll walk around, night after night, at the oasis, andwill be unhappy because she’ll feel it was she who interrupted your quest. But you will love her, and she’ll return your love… So you won’t blame her. But many times you’ll walk the sands of the desert, thinking that maybe you could have left… that you could have trusted more in your love for. Because what kept your at the oasis was your own fear that you might never come back. At that point, the omens will tell you that your treasure is buried forever…. Then, sometime during the fourth year, the omens will abandon you, because you’ve stopped listening to them. The tribal chieftains will see that, and you’ll be dismissed from your position as counselor… You’ll spend the rest of your days knowing that you didn’t pursue your destiny, and that now it’s too late. "  (126)

"Even though I complain sometimes,” (his heart) said, “it’s because I’m the heart of a person, and people’s hearts are that way. People are afraid to pursue their most important dreams, because they feel that they don’t deserve them, or that they’ll be unable to achieve them. We, their hearts, become fearful just thinking of loved ones who go away forever, or of moments that could have been good but weren’t, or of treasures that might have been found but were forever hidden in the sands. Because, when these things happen, we suffer terribly.”  (136)

" My heart is afraid that it will have to suffer" … "Tell your heart that the fear of suffering is worse than the suffering itself. And that no heart has ever suffered when it goes in search of its dreams, because every second of the search is a second’s encounter with God and with eternity."  (137)

"Don’t give in to your fears… If you do, you won’t be able to talk to your heart.”  (148)

-Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist

Xx
The Gypsy

Entertainment brings success.

The more I seem to go out and socialize, the more successfully I can focus on working when I am at home.
Maybe it's the variety that helps. Not sure.
But seeing people is at least boosting my mental state.
So that's something.
Did I mention I love my friends?

And I've been busy focusing on the list in the last post. Which is making me more self aware.
And that's good, I suppose.

Yesterday, I spent some 11 hours going to and coming back from Belgium, for an hour and a half meeting (for my internship).
I wasn't even in delayed trains so much, but the place is a bit.. off-track.
The train goes there once an hour. So I needed to be there an hour early (or five minutes late).
And when I left, I had just missed it, so there went another hour. Not counting the actual travelling times..

But hey. I tested my patience successfully.
And though I was deadtired when I came home, I actually did small entertaining things on the way that didn't make it a torture.


The paper. There's such a thing as a too-healthy-food disorder... 
Orthorexia.


Paper crane trying to fly.


More cranes. I'm aiming for that lucky number thousand.


Antwerpen Central station. 


And then suddenly.. Boom. Dinosaurus. 


Lots of reading

I also wrote a few letters. (It's actually a challenge to have your writing be readable, on shaking public transportation). And music. My iPod hasn't been used this long in at least a year.

So now..
Back to work.

Xx
The Gypsy

Wednesday, 12 February 2014

126 Ways to be Extraordinary

A new mission!

I found this link via's someone's profile. The idea is to be extraordinary, preferably a 100 times per day. Thousands of opportunities to make an impact..

The idea I have now is to try and achieve all these 126 things, as quickly as possible.
Anything that's already happened doesn't count. It only starts when I publish this. 
And I want to see when I get to finish the list. 
(I haven't even read it through yet, no idea if there are "impossible for me" things on here- Bear in mind I don't get out much: Writing a thesis is solitary work)

So it's work in progress. 

Wish me luck!

Edit: The way I'm raised, there's nothing "extraordinary" about this list.
This is just being well-mannered and optimistically positive.
And... the way everyone SHOULD be. So yeah.
It's interesting how aware I've become of what I do/ don't do.
Getting to know myself. 



Choose to be extraordinary.
1. Open the door for a stranger.   ✔
2. Say, “Thank you.”   ✔
3. Learn from your mistakes.  ✔
4. Stop whining.  ✔
5. Fear less.   ✔
6. Be kind.   ✔
7. Let yourself be inspired.   ✔
8. Lead someone.    ✔
9. Pay off debt.  ✔
10. Choose a side.   ✔
11. Pay more for quality.    ✔
12. Lend a hand.   ✔
13. Let past mistakes go.  ✔
14. Be invincible.   ✔
15. Be more efficient with your time.   ✔
16. Stop playing politics. ?
17. Plan to be successful.   ✔
18. Be an expert.   ✔
19. Stop defending yourself.   ✔
20. Decide to take action today.   ✔
21. Fight mediocrity.  ✔
22. Laugh at life.   ✔
23. Go to bed tired.   ✔
24. Ask what you can do better.  ✔
25. Give a stranger flowers. 
26. Hold the elevator door.   ✔
27. Compliment a great idea.    ✔
28. Work on being patient.  ✔
29. Create what’s missing. 
30. Stay in mental shape.  ✔
31. Practice getting back up.  ✔
32. Shake hands while looking the other person in the eye.  ✔
33. Assume the best in others.  ✔
34. Try something new.  ✔
35. Listen to your critics.  ✔
36. Get into financial shape.   ✔
37. Donate time to charity.  ✔
38. Teach what you’ve learned.   ✔
39. Give an opinion when it’s hard.  ✔
40. Care about others.   ✔
41. Pay attention to the details.  ✔
42. Be a friend.  ✔
43. Do physical labor.  ✔
44. Brag on someone else.   ✔
45. Share more.   ✔
46. Love someone.  ✔
47. Have a dream.  ✔
48. Get up an hour earlier.
49. Write down your thoughts.   ✔
50. Apologize more.   ✔
51. Stay mentally strong.   ✔
52. Put yourself in tough places.   ✔
53. Cry when you are hurt.   ✔
54. Have a purpose each day.  ✔
55. Don’t stop until you finish.   ✔
56. Be passionate about others.   ✔
57. Pay attention to the conversation.  ✔
58. Appreciate differences.  ✔
59. Be less selfish.  ✔
60. Ease someone else’s pain.  ✔
61. Imagine the possibilities.
62. Smile at those around you.  ✔
63. Care enough to cry.  ✔
64. Make a call because “you’re thinking about them.”
65. Be a mentor.   ✔
66. Fail gracefully.    ✔
67. Practice being vulnerable.    ✔
68. Decide to be optimistic.   ✔
69. Ask more questions.   ✔
70. Read a new biography. 
71. Do something outrageous. 
72. Think for yourself.    ✔
73. Put in more effort.  ✔
74. Ask for help.   ✔
75. Tell the truth.  ✔
76. Get some exercise.   ✔
77. Decide not to get angry.   ✔
78. Explore new ideas. 
79. Be more effective with your talents. 
80. Slow down (for a few minutes).  ✔
81. Pursue your goals each day.   ✔
82. Make a list of tasks to get done.   ✔
83. Live with honor.  ✔
84. Feed your inspiration.   ✔
85. Avoid the crowd.    ✔
86. Stop being passive aggressive.   ✔
87. Find answers to your questions.   ✔
88. Be accountable.    ✔
89. Work on your biggest weakness.   ✔
90. Replace “No” with “No thanks.”   ✔
91. Let someone else get the attention.    ✔
92. Listen with your eyes. 
93. Say what’s on your mind.   ✔
94. Defend your friends.   ✔
95. Shake off the straws before they break your back.   ✔
96. Offer encouragement.    ✔
97. Meditate on your goals.  ✔
98. Don’t do anything halfway.   ✔
99. Do good things for the right reasons.   ✔
100. Get help for your head.
101. Demand brutal analysis of your actions.   ✔
102. Put in the effort you expect of others.   ✔
103. Share a good example.  ✔
104. Offer to buy dinner or dessert.  ✔
105. Decide to learn from everyone.  ✔
106. Make a big deal of small wins.   ✔
107. Let life happen around you.  ✔
108. Have a big vision for those around you.   ✔
109. Enjoy others’ success.   ✔
110. Inspire others quietly.   ✔
111. Deliberately invest in healing.   ✔
112. Welcome diverse perspectives.   ✔
113. Don’t go to bed angry.  ✔
114. Anticipate the success of others.    ✔
115. Value your own time.   ✔
116. Ask others to “pay it forward.”   ✔
117. Write a kind note.  ✔
118. Offer to help for free.   ✔
119. Have a plan.  ✔
120. Overlook immaturity.   ✔
121. Care less about being right.  ✔
122. Schedule time to invest in others.  ✔
123. Give away your best idea.   ✔
124. Stop being offended so easily.  ✔
125. Remember the good times.  ✔
126. Decide that caring is more important than winning.  ✔
Xx 
The Gypsy