and I am barely surviving. I have no idea what I was thinking when I decided to move to a new country without any working knowledge of the language! It's been entertaining thus far. We climbed to the top of the Dom yesterday, which reminded me of the climb to the top of La Sagrada Familia. As in, very tall but not as treacherous. There was the heavyset American woman who was climbing up as we were going down. She was saying that she was too scared to keep climbing because the stairs were getting narrower and narrower (it was a spiral staircase). Apparently, she was so scared that she had to stand on the wider end of the stairs, and force us to walk down on the narrow parts of the stairs. Nice. Really nice.
After the Dom, a few of us went to a soccer game. We thought it was going to be an outdoor event with a huge screen to show the game. It's logical to think that a game involving two Turkish teams would be played in Turkey, right? But NO, it was a LIVE game in Germany instead! Score! We bought tickets right away and raced into the stadium after all the other people who were running towards it. Alas, the team that we were rooting for (meaning, the team who's section we were sitting in, because it would have been dangerous to root for the opposing team!), lost. The Super Kupas. Their team name sounds like something out of the Super Mario Brothers.
Food here has been sporadic. Nothing is that appetizing, especially when you have to cook it yourself! Dad, you have no idea how much I appreciate your home-cooked meals right now!
