Back in Lausanne!

I had never thought that I would be this upset because of coming to Europe from US. But I know the reason; it is all the people I had to say “goodbye” in the end.

If I write in the order that I had to say “goodbye”;

- greek brother; who taught me that it is ok to do mistakes in my work as long as I learn from them.

- good old friends from undergrad (Yasemin, Yigit, Kivanc, Ezgi); who made me remember once again that even if you don’t contact with good old friends for a long time, once you do, you can always start from where you left off as if you have never separated.

- aunt and cousins; who took me back to the years before I left Zonguldak and come to Istanbul for my university and made me realize that the everyday family routine is not actually something boring like I always thought it would be and it can give back to you the peace you often lose while working. I cannot really realize this when I visit my parents because it is usually not for more than a week and we try to do bazillion fun things during that week which doesn’t quite allow any routine but which gives me peace in some other way.


I came back to Lausanne,

weirded out when I heard the French speaking people on the streets due to hearing only Americanish for the last two weeks,

got into my apartment,

felt like a stranger to the place

till I called two good new friends (one greek, one turkish) for tea and then watched a movie with them. :)

Life is nice to me as long as I know how to feel not alone! :)