>Outside, looking in
August 18, 2009 § Leave a comment
Today the Istanbul Museum of Modern Art came through with our first cup. Lesson: it is very hard to be a tourist without an adequate amount of caffeine.
Then we searched all over town for our second cup, which we found at Coffee Me before we tried to find the Book Market section of the Grand Bazaar. I should say that I am thrilled to be surrounded by an adamantly literary society. Everywhere we go, we find independent bookstores stocked from the floor to the ceiling with books that are not just New York Times Bestsellers. Pera, the part of town where we are staying is known for having the most independent bookstores in one neighborhood. Joe and I are never the only browsers in the shops. In fact, these bookstores seem to be thriving.
Not to be missed: the photography exhibit at the French Institute, about the national sport, Turkish oil wrestling, another seemingly sexual (and extremely homoerotic activity), which is hard to contextualize without access to insiders’ perspectives. There are so many more questions I have about sexuality, gender, and identity from my trip to Turkey than were ever raised from my semester in Amsterdam. I wish we had spent part of that trip, studying in Turkey.