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	<title>Wanderlust Cafe &#187; Turkey</title>
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		<title>Tea in the Grand Bazaar</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 17:42:49 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lou Ann</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[A small cafe.  A quiet oasis in the midst of Istanbul&#8217;s Grand Bazaar.  
For an instant in time, all the wonderful chaotic energies of the surrounding labyrinth have been focused into one perfect glass of apple tea.
– with love for the journey.
Photo by Lou Ann Granger, Istanbul, September 2009
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<p>A small cafe.  A quiet oasis in the midst of Istanbul&#8217;s Grand Bazaar.  </p>
<p>For an instant in time, all the wonderful chaotic energies of the surrounding labyrinth have been focused into one perfect glass of apple tea.</p>
<p>– with love for the journey.</p>
<p><em>Photo by Lou Ann Granger, Istanbul, September 2009</em></p>
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		<title>The Delicious Terror of Setting Out</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Sep 2009 08:04:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lou Ann</dc:creator>
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Last minute preparations on the eve of a trip to Turkey. In that special time of aggravation, wondering why I&#8217;m not more ready, how can all this stuff take so much room and weight and I&#8217;m not even bringing everything I want?
And this reluctance to commit to what I am ACTUALLY bringing. There&#8217;s always this [...]]]></description>
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<p>Last minute preparations on the eve of a trip to Turkey. In that special time of aggravation, wondering why I&#8217;m not more ready, how can all this stuff take so much room and weight and I&#8217;m not even bringing everything I want?</p>
<p>And this reluctance to commit to what I am ACTUALLY bringing. There&#8217;s always this tiny yet delicious moment of uncertainty and terror before setting out. It&#8217;s part of the journey. And I treasure this moment .</p>
<p>&#8211; with love for the journey.</p>
<p><em>Old Postcard, Galata Bridge, Istanbul, Turkey</em></p>
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		<title>Excavating Intentions</title>
		<link>http://withloveforthejourney.com/2009/07/05/excavating-intentions/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 06 Jul 2009 01:18:57 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lou Ann</dc:creator>
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I sift through memories and longings and try to discern my intentions for Turkey.
What do I hope to see and do and feel?  Not enough time to fully explore and discover.  I try to send my spirit ahead on this journey so that it will be waiting for me when I arrive.
Leander swimming the Hellespont, [...]]]></description>
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<p>I sift through memories and longings and try to discern my intentions for Turkey.</p>
<p>What do I hope to see and do and feel?  Not enough time to fully explore and discover.  I try to send my spirit ahead on this journey so that it will be waiting for me when I arrive.</p>
<p>Leander swimming the Hellespont, Achilles fighting at Troy, Alexander&#8217;s armies crossing the Phrygian plain, Artemis holding court at her temple, Crusaders besieging castles, Christians hiding in Cappadoccia, and Rumi teaching in Konya.  Antony and Cleopatra at Selcuk, and Paul preaching to the Ephesians.</p>
<p>This magic land, criss-crossed by the paths of invaders and traders.  Home of long-forgotten peoples and kingdoms, with only fragments of myths and stories surviving.  A turquoise sea and barren landscapes.</p>
<p>I uncover a few words and symbols, but intentions lie hidden behind the mist and fog of longing for now.  Protected beneath layers of yearning.  They will be revealed in due course.  And I will arrive when I arrive.</p>
<p>&#8211; with love for the journey.</p>
<p><em>Visual Journal page by Lou Ann Granger</em></p>
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		<title>Return to Byzantium</title>
		<link>http://withloveforthejourney.com/2009/07/04/return-to-byzantium/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 04 Jul 2009 20:59:02 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lou Ann</dc:creator>
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My heart sings as I contemplate a return.  Istanbul or Constantinople or Byzantium,  this beautiful city straddling the Bosphorus at the crossroads between Europe and Asia has called to me for many years.
Such an aura of mystery and intrigue, a blending of exotic and known.  At this gateway to the unknown, I come again, and [...]]]></description>
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<p>My heart sings as I contemplate a return.  Istanbul or Constantinople or Byzantium,  this beautiful city straddling the Bosphorus at the crossroads between Europe and Asia has called to me for many years.</p>
<p>Such an aura of mystery and intrigue, a blending of exotic and known.  At this gateway to the unknown, I come again, and ready for another adventure.</p>
<p>It has been eight years, and I saw so little the first time.  Even this next time, in September, it is only a few days, and as part of a larger trip including Kusadasi, Konya and Cappadoccia.</p>
<p>I set forth with intention, to be open to the spirit of this ancient city, and the lingering essence of the many travelers who have passed this way before me.</p>
<p>&#8211; with love for the journey</p>
<p>Photo and postprocessing by Lou Ann Granger</p>
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