Monday, April 30, 2007

Weakness of will: A photo essay

One of the menagerie of cats who hang around the front of our building is one I call Snowball. The other day Snowball exhibited admirable gumption by making it all the way up the stairs to our fifth-floor apartment (no matter how much they like my headscratches, the cats usually give up following us by about the third-floor landing). For all our protests that it was a human-only apartment, Snowball managed to finagle an invitation in the door...



... then tested our ability to resist by attempting a jump onto the couch ...



... and finally achieved victory in the form of a perch on Meltem's lap.



We finally had to evict Snowball at dinnertime, but do hope that she'll be back to test our willpower again soon.

Saturday, April 28, 2007

Heybeliada

A couple of weekends ago Meltem and I, in desperate need of a break, decided to bust loose and take a trip to Heybeliada, one of the Princes' Islands. The Princes' Islands are a group of islands off the southern coast of the Asian side; they get their name because that's where the Byzantine emperors sent their out-of-favor or "retired" family members (often after gouging their eyes out for good measure, but I digress). It's remarkably easy to get there – from our door to the dock at Heybeliada was about 2 hours total, and that's because we took the slow ferry. Boy, what a difference. You go from trafficky, congested, concrete-laden urban chaos to cool breezes among pine forests with one ferry ride. Herewith a few pix so you can be jealous. (This time I'll put the descriptions before the pictures.)

Below, a nice view of the old city as you pass it on the ferry. On the left is Hagia Sophia and on the right is the Topkapi Palace with its many chimneys. In the center, on the water, is a ferry like the one we took this picture from.



Our ferry attracted lots of seagulls, not least because people (including me) like to throw bits of bread out to them as they tag along. One or two seagulls were intrepid and quick enough to catch their tidbit in midair. This picture is also nice because you can see the many sailboats along the shoreline of the city.



When we disembarked at Heybeliada, we started strolling along the waterfront and one of the first buildings that caught our attention was a pastry shop (pastane) with a familiar name! That knockout in the red jacket is my one and only.



And speaking of familiar names, literally across the street from Meltem Pastanesi was a real estate office. One of the ads in the window had "kelepir" (Turkish for "bargain" and Meltem's maiden name) in red ink! (The ad is selling a ceramic factory in Bartin, which is the town where Meltem's father was born. Heybeliada, island of weird coincidences!)



We quickly found a street which went uphill a ways and promptly turned into a staircase (this is mainly because there are no motor vehicles on the islands except for public services). You got a nice view over the water and the far, faraway city.



And when you get to the top of the stairs, you're at the tippy-top of the island and look down on the other side.



The top of the island is pretty much forest, and there are nice trails to walk on. We went a ways but didn't want to get overcommitted, especially since we hadn't had lunch yet.



On the way back down, we saw a cute scene with a couple of seagulls waddling around right near a group of cats. Oddly, there was no inter-species tension, probably because both knew that a given seagull was big enough to kick some serious kitty butt. There was some wary eyeballing, though.



Finally, here's a picture of me in front of one of the many flower-bedecked houses. Heybeliada is a wonderful place; we semi-seriously talked about moving there when our rent-free situation ends in 3 years.

Tuesday, April 24, 2007

The well-tested Yard. Doç.: Coda

Remember how the bureaucracy-happy locals insisted I take a foreign language exam to prove myself worthy of the title of Asst. Prof.? Well, last weekend we got my German test results in the mail, and it seems I got a 90 out of 100. Hah! Hopefully this means I will get not only an office, but a gilded name plate on the door. (Hopefully also a cattle prod to wield on my students, but I digress.)

Saturday, April 14, 2007

More Pictures!

Hi! I am back to the Blogger now that I have a computer at home again. My old one died a few weeks ago. I would like to add more pictures from our trip to Emirgan, the park with the tulips and the other flowers. Here is my hubby enjoying the serenity:



Here he is being a tulip:







Here is a view of an old, royal mansion now used as a restaurant & cafe:













And here are some more flowers:













Latest activities of the Elvin Fan Club

We went over to visit little Elvin last weekend, and I thought our loyal fans might enjoy a couple of pictures.



Don't let that sweet smile fool you: Elvin is turning into quite a spunky little customer, as you can see here.



Spunky but also very cute – one thing she does is get up on top of something and pretend to be making a speech, saying random syllables and waving her hands around.



Infinitely more charismatic than Hillary Clinton – but I digress...

Wednesday, April 11, 2007

Break out the cigars!

Word has just come in to MelbaBlog Central HQ that my sister Kim has had her baby, making me an uncle! Little Mitchell Edward Cohen is apparently happy and healthy – and handsome to boot:



Welcome to the world, Mitch.

Sunday, April 08, 2007

Tulip time

There are billboards all over the city now that say "Istanbul'da lale zamanı" (Tulip time in Istanbul). So today Meltem and I went to Emirgan again, and whoa, they weren't kidding – the place was ablaze with tulips and other flowers. Herewith we share our enjoyment. Note that comments FOLLOW the pictures they go with.



Like I said – ablaze.



There were lots of different types of flowers this year, unlike last year when (according to Meltem) there were just tulips. Whole beds of hyacinths, some of which you see here at the bottom, gave off a lovely sweet scent.



Lots of flower beds had a number of different flowers together, making for nice color contrasts.



Alert MelbaBlog readers will remember a wooden log-fountain thingy that I mentioned in our last post about Emirgan. Well, here it is again, only now it's barely noticeable among all the flowers that have sprung up around it.



Sometimes shadow, and not just sunlight, brings out the best in flowers.



In addition to the riot of color, we were amused by this very odd tree. It seems to have had a serious change of mind sometime in its development.



And, of course, I've saved the prettiest flower for last!

Wednesday, April 04, 2007

Bee S

So I'm at the university yesterday, working in the room "reserved" for us Humanities teachers, when two of my colleagues start saying to each other, "Did you read this [in the paper] about the bees?" "Oh, yes, it's very serious." I asked what they were talking about and apparently there was some report about how all the bees have abandoned North America. Yep, picked up their fuzzy little butts and buzzed off to who-knows-where. And, to make matters even more worrisome, it seems, according to this sterling example of journalism, that Albert Einstein himself once predicted that if the bees left, the earth would only have four years left. Well. This has me really worried – not about the bees, but about the kind of person who takes this guff seriously, and the kind of thinking (?) habits they're going to pass on to their students.

(I actually have a soft spot in my heart for bees now, which will probably shock most people who know me and my Bad Experience with bees at age 8 or so. But a few weeks ago I saw a freaky documentary on some nature channel about bees and wasps. The bees were kind of cute, just minding their own beeswax [sorry, couldn't resist], positively Bambi-like innocents compared to the loathsome embodiments of Evil that were the wasps. It was just so one-sided, so unfair... In one scene the bees were swarming around the side of a house and the wasps would swoop in and slash at random bees with their forelegs, resulting in a smorgasbord of wounded and helpless victims on the ground below. Hah, but in a later scene a solitary wasp tried going into a tree where there was a whole bevy of bees who took great umbrage at the intrusion; they ganged up on him and stung him into a twitching wreck. Yeah! Go underdog!)