Truly All American

In honor of Independence Day on Friday, we are wandering our way to a very American place.   There’s very few places that match the beauty (at least for me) of the Colorado Rocky Mountains in summer. Wildflowers erupt in a riotous array of color. Patches of white snow stand out agains the grey-brown rugged…

Conversation at a Turkish Bus Station

“Sweden,” the short, dark-haired Turkish bus driver calls out as he stands by his bus at the Fethiye bus station. He’s looking in my direction, but really? Sweden? I am not a tall, leggy, supermodel-looking blond. He can’t be talking to me. I look around. Nope. There’s no woman (or man for that matter) that fits that…