

Istanbul, Turkey
Academic Journal Turkey
Turkey was a place that, admittedly, I was not ready for. I stepped out of the port authority building, greeted by a security guard casually resting his arm on a semi-automatic gun as if it were as normal as the vendors on the street. I couldn't help but to think "Toto, we're not in Kansas anymore." Istanbul was filled with fish having their guts removed, men coughing and then touching the corn they sold, and street vendors thro...