Speaking the Truth and On to Istanbul — 2 Comments

  1. India is drawing you even as you make your way to Turkey… so why Istanbul?

    My grand parents were from Hungary – the heaviness you site in your piece always was present within them and their friends who had immigrated from the region. They would laugh big hearty laughs, but for the most part, they were very serious people who never seemed to have any desire to escape that cloak they wore. What I saw as oppressive, brought them a sense of warmth and comfort they were reluctant to let go of.

  2. Funny you say that. I spent a lot of time in churches in Eastern Europe last summer and the more I explored the heaviness there, the more I learned than people just like comfort with their struggle. It's not about getting out of the struggle as much as it is just being comforted within it, or so it appeared to me. As to why Istanbul? It's a natural stopping place for flying from L'viv to Sri Lanka / India. I had to book separate legs of the trip myself to save money so I ficured since I was doing it that way, why not check out a new place at the same time, and I didn't need to get to Sri Lanka until Monday morning, when the Indian Visa office would again re-open so I had a little time to kill.

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