We've moved! It was the fastest move ever. It is strange to me that I have lived in that apartment in Feneryolu for five and a half months. We arrived in Turkey with seven suitcases. I went to the states and came back again with two extra suitcases. You'd think I wouldn't have that much stuff to move. Well, I did. The amount of potentially disposable stuff in my apartment, especially in my miniscule kitchen, that just sat there for weeks and weeks is astounding. A collection of toilet paper rolls, a collection of mini yogurt cups, a collection of popsicle sticks, a

collection of formula scoops, a brand new collection of bottle tops off my favorite turkish soda that I discovered a couple of weeks ago (I couldn't find a picture of the bottle, only a can), a collection of plastic bags, a collection of cardboard from cereal boxes or other packaging, etc. I guess I love to collect. Well, I threw all of my collections away. I couldn't imagine the faces of the movers if they realized that they were moving bags full of what most people would call "trash" for money. So I threw them away so I wouldn't have to bear the embarrassment. I'll restart my collections. Plus my kitchen is bigger in this new apartment. More room to collect! We now live in a place called Kozyatagi. I can hear you all now, trying to pronounce it. I'd love to hear all the versions. We're still open for visitors. We've got lots of beds and lots of chairs. Come one come all to Kozyatagi!