Merhaba!
On Sunday, we started our government-mandated Turkish
lessons. It was held in one of the AFS offices in the European side of the city
(I am not sure where, exactly). I had a hard time getting there, most likely
because I was told many different routes by different people that I just had no
clue where to go. Eventually, my host father drove me to Kadıköy where I met up with Eren, an AFS
volunteer, and some of the AFSers. We took the ferry to Beşiktaş, on the
European side and waited for the remaining students to arrive.
The Turkish lessons were nice, but I knew everything that
was discussed except for the word yellow (sarı). We did things like simple
conversations and were given homework to do.
As it turns out, I actually did not meet all of the AFS
students in Istanbul US for one
year in my home state, Maine
On Monday, I was walking around school with my friend Romina
when I discovered that there was a tour group consisting of Australian teenagers
that visited my school. I was allowed to skip class and hang out with them,
which was nice.
On Tuesday, the exchange students and I had to pick up our
residence permits. I, however, was confused about where we would meet up so I
was walking around the wrong continent looking for the volunteers (which wasn’t
too bad, they were giving out free ice cream near the docks). When I finally
got my permit, it turns out that they had the wrong address and I needed a new
one.
Not much has happened since then, so I guess that is the end
of this post :)
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