My Jamaica Trip: Day 4

Day 4 June 11th 2013- Runaway Bay Discovery Bay Margaritaville It was our last full day in Jamaica. Tiffany and I wanted to head back to Kingston since we missed the Bob Marley museum and the main parts of the Devon House. However, we found out that the taxi would cost us $100 a person. How about we go to Nine Mile, Bob Marley’s hometown, instead? The cab ride there was expensive as well (view my post about how taxis in Jamaica work), so we decided to explore Runaway Bay. Continue reading "My Jamaica Trip: Day 4"

My Jamaica Trip: Day 3

Day 3 June 9th 2013- Runaway Bay Ocho Rios Dunn’s River The shuttle picked us me and Tiffany up to go to Mystic Mountain Ocho Rios. The Sky Explorer that took us to the top of the mountain provided a beautiful view over the lush green scenery and the Caribbean. Sky Explorer at Ocho Rios The Sky Explorer at Ocho Rios Continue reading "My Jamaica Trip: Day 3"

My Jamaica Trip: Day 2

Day 2 June 8th 2013 Runaway Bay ??? Spanish Town Kingston

In what has to be one of the most extremely rare moments of my life, I woke up before 7 am on my own. I don’t think I’ve done that since I was a little girl excited to open up my Christmas presents.

After eating a big breakfast at the buffet and agreeing to venture down to Kingston for the day, we headed to the pool. I went for a swim, got a cocktail from the pool bar, took some pictures with a snake wrapped around my shoulders (there was a guy walking around with it) and then took a nap under the sun. Tiff joined a group of people playing volleyball. Once a while, I’d hear a familiar voice yell “good job guys!” “nooooooo!” “awwww man!!” She was having a good time. Continue reading "My Jamaica Trip: Day 2"

My Jamaica Trip: Day 1

Day 1 June 7th 2013 New York Miami Montego Bay Runaway Bay On the plane, I pointed out to my friend, Tiffany, that there was a guy wearing a Boston University t-shirt walking towards us. Turns out, his seat was the empty one right next to mine. “Did you go to BU?” “Yeah.. Did you?” We both studied economics, but didn’t have a single mutual friend. We chatted for awhile about our roommates, professors, jobs, and places we used to hang out in Boston and then both dozed off. Funny how we probably would have never spoken to each other had he not worn that shirt. Continue reading "My Jamaica Trip: Day 1"

Photographs of İstanbul

Istanbul_street

“If the Earth were a single state, Istanbul would be its capital.”
– Napoleon Bonaparte

Istanbul is one of those places that will instantly wake up your five senses. Random strangers and invitations, strong Turkish coffee, colorful carpets, soft silk scarves, salted yogurt drinks (Ayran), pistachio-flavored Turkish delight, the voices of the muezzins that call the Muslims to prayer, and the sweet smell of Hookah from the outdoor bars are still vivid in my memory. Continue reading "Photographs of İstanbul"

The Secrets of the Aya Sofya

The Aya Sofya

  • Some people and tourist guides refer the Aya Sofya (also spelled Ayasofya) as the Hagia Sofia, which is the Greek name. On a side note, many Greeks still call Istanbul Constantinople, just to piss the Turks off. Ok, some of the items on this list aren’t really secrets.

Inside the Ayasofya

  • Do you see Jesus and Mary right between the Arabic calligraphy that says Allah and Mohammed? The Aya Sofya is the only building that served both Christianity and Islam. The building was constructed as a church under Emperor Justinian in year 537 (Astonished by the Aya Sofya’s beauty, Justinian claimed that he outdid Solomon upon seeing it for the first time). The Islams converted it into a mosque in year 1453 as soon as they conquered Istanbul. Ataturk finally converted it to a museum in 1924.

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