Neither thought provoking nor inspiring this is just a random burble.
This morning I woke up early and is sometimes the case after a dream (read bad dream as I don't tend to have good ones) I was sweating a bit. So rather than sit in my little pool of sweat I got up and had a shower.
Today I have a typically quiet agenda which seems to be the case these days with not many students about to teach. It'll get worse heading into summer proper as the wealthier people head for summer places or holidays abroad.
First I have an upper intermediate (aka level 5 say of 1-6) class at 10.30am for 3 hours. Then not much at all until 7pm when I head out on the Metrobus to meet a new acquaintance for dinner.
For me it's summer already. Each Friday and sometimes more often I take the ferry out to Kınalıada which translates to Henna Island (as in tattoo). The journey takes just over an hour all up with the ferry portion taking 45 minutes. First we head to the Asian side of Istanbul and then south to the islands.
At this time of year I have the whole beach to myself usually. The other day I jumped into the water for a couple of seconds just to cool down. On my way out I noticed I had been in there with jelly fish the size of basketballs!
I'm a little more careful now. It'll be good as the water heats up heading into summer. Just now it's too cold to swim.
Apart from one trip I've been by myself so I just lie on the beach and sunbathe. In a way, although it's quite hot and humid, it's better than NZ because I can lie out there for 2-3 hours without worrying about getting burnt.
I have quite a few friends going through dramas of various sorts at the moment. A lot takes the form of depression in one way or another. Some about life in general and opportunities or the lack of them; others to do with Turkish men; others I'm yet to discover their particular pain.
In a way it's soothing for me to be in company as it's never really calm over here. I'm either high as a kite or down in the dumps - there's very little middle ground. This is Turkey. It's the same for the locals - life is one long drama.
It can be quite comical at times to an outsider although they don't usually see it this way. Even the most simple problem gets turned into armageddon over here. Additionally there's only one scale - catastrophic or not.
On the work front I got totally screwed by what was my preferred school. I was in a break between classes and asked them when my new classes would start. They said I had 5 new ones starting in the weekend and on this basis I turned down some classes another school was offering me.
Later it turned out that only 2 classes were starting so I ended up loosing Ł200 a week which is a lot. Needless to say I was quite pissed off and also needless to say I don't see them as my preferred school anymore.
Having said that there's an ongoing issue in that they can fire you at a moments notice and on a whim e.g. one day you disagree with something they say. Seriously - it can be that trivial. It's often done as a kind of revenge for a perceived snubbing.
Anyway - enough griping.
For some reason the cheese and hårt bröd I ate at midnight didn't seem to fill the gap. I've still got a rumbling - especially for some coke....
This morning I woke up early and is sometimes the case after a dream (read bad dream as I don't tend to have good ones) I was sweating a bit. So rather than sit in my little pool of sweat I got up and had a shower.
Today I have a typically quiet agenda which seems to be the case these days with not many students about to teach. It'll get worse heading into summer proper as the wealthier people head for summer places or holidays abroad.
First I have an upper intermediate (aka level 5 say of 1-6) class at 10.30am for 3 hours. Then not much at all until 7pm when I head out on the Metrobus to meet a new acquaintance for dinner.
For me it's summer already. Each Friday and sometimes more often I take the ferry out to Kınalıada which translates to Henna Island (as in tattoo). The journey takes just over an hour all up with the ferry portion taking 45 minutes. First we head to the Asian side of Istanbul and then south to the islands.
At this time of year I have the whole beach to myself usually. The other day I jumped into the water for a couple of seconds just to cool down. On my way out I noticed I had been in there with jelly fish the size of basketballs!
I'm a little more careful now. It'll be good as the water heats up heading into summer. Just now it's too cold to swim.
Apart from one trip I've been by myself so I just lie on the beach and sunbathe. In a way, although it's quite hot and humid, it's better than NZ because I can lie out there for 2-3 hours without worrying about getting burnt.
I have quite a few friends going through dramas of various sorts at the moment. A lot takes the form of depression in one way or another. Some about life in general and opportunities or the lack of them; others to do with Turkish men; others I'm yet to discover their particular pain.
In a way it's soothing for me to be in company as it's never really calm over here. I'm either high as a kite or down in the dumps - there's very little middle ground. This is Turkey. It's the same for the locals - life is one long drama.
It can be quite comical at times to an outsider although they don't usually see it this way. Even the most simple problem gets turned into armageddon over here. Additionally there's only one scale - catastrophic or not.
On the work front I got totally screwed by what was my preferred school. I was in a break between classes and asked them when my new classes would start. They said I had 5 new ones starting in the weekend and on this basis I turned down some classes another school was offering me.
Later it turned out that only 2 classes were starting so I ended up loosing Ł200 a week which is a lot. Needless to say I was quite pissed off and also needless to say I don't see them as my preferred school anymore.
Having said that there's an ongoing issue in that they can fire you at a moments notice and on a whim e.g. one day you disagree with something they say. Seriously - it can be that trivial. It's often done as a kind of revenge for a perceived snubbing.
Anyway - enough griping.
For some reason the cheese and hårt bröd I ate at midnight didn't seem to fill the gap. I've still got a rumbling - especially for some coke....
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