Well she fınally received her gift...and it was worth every mile just to see thıs kind of joy.
I know that kind of joy. Ah, the blessed peanut.
Today İ attended a church service in İzmir...otherwise known as Smyrna. I encourage each of you to read Revelation 2. It puts things into a new persepective.
My internet connectiıon is a bit fragile these days so hang in there with me, folks. And there are new keys on this keyboard...apparently the Turks thought they needed to add a few more letters to theır alphabet. Trust me, it is overrated.
İ head to Jordan on Tuesday, my final leg to this crazy trip! But İ did get the word that a stop in Petra is on the agenda. İ am pretty darn stoked. My face looks like my Turkish mother´s above.
Happy Valentine's Day, Seester! Love you...
ReplyDeletePeanut Butter used as an instrument to further international relations. Genius, Sarah. :)
ReplyDeleteoops. My first comment was blogless. I'll try again. Your blog is crazy funny. i just want to be you, thats all. Should I buy wedding gifts? herdsman or baker man? BFF Jr.'s mom...
ReplyDeleteTuesday morning turbulence over Turkey. Perhaps Petra will provide a powernap period. Or twelve. To prepare for the journey to Jordan and general journalization before taking a gigantic jump over the pond. Yes. Apparently you're not the only one who needs a nap. Or twelve. AnNaNdOiNnYeMOUS
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