Tag Archive: grandpa

Time in the desert

The tyrannical obstinacy of Time drives me crazy. The way it refuses to heed the beseeching of the heart or the epiphanies of the mind, only drums forward with the dictatorial egotism of… Continue reading

Grandpa for the day

When we got to Aydin, the driver of the dolmuĊŸ shuttle bus gestured me to go with an older Turkish man who was also headed to Fethiye, and could show me where to… Continue reading