Thursday, February 17, 2011

Turkish Baths!




Let me describe this process with a bit more detail, so you really get the full affect.

No one really knew what to expect when we found out we would have the option of participating in a traditional Turkish Bath experience. All we were told was this: You go into the bath and get scrubbed down by a professional Turkish bather person. Oh, and you're naked.

Here's what happened.

We're each handed a plaid bath towel, underwear, a pair of slippers, and a scrubber at the door. Girls and guys separate to go into their respective chambers. We enter a large, warmly-lit circular room and walk up the stairs to a series of locker rooms, where we are given lockers and keys. We change into the underpants (nothing on top) and wrap ourselves in our towels, stuff our clothes in the lockers, take our scrubbers, and head to the bathing room.

It is even warmer and steamier in here. There is a giant, smooth, heated marble slab in the middle of the room. All the women are lying on it, and the ones on the outside of the circle are covered in suds, being scrubbed down by professionally-trained turkish women in swimsuits. We find room amongst all the bodies and lay out on the heated slab, which is very relaxing. Everyone's naked on top but it is, surprisingly, not awkward. (We're all girls, after all.)

When it's my turn, the nearest Turkish women pats my booty and scoots me over to the edge of the slab, where she begins to scrub my entire body. She then dips the sponge into some sort of special soap and COVERS me with suds, then scrubs some more. Every inch of me is polished when she's through. She pats me again to signal that she is done, then leads me by the hand to a small fountain on one wall. Here she lathers my hair and washes it and my face and neck. Then she shows me where to go next: the jacuzzi room.

It is a small room off the main one that contains two jacuzzi pools. One is like a normal-sized hot tub; the other is the size of an actual pool, and about as deep. The water is hot and there is a fountain at the far end. We hang out in this pool for a long time, swimming laps and washing off the last of the suds.

And that's it. We get warm, dry towels and dry off. Change back into our clothes. We're offered drinks and facials. Everyone feels warm and relaxed - a perfect end to a long day of walking.

Conclusion? Operation Turkish Baths: SUCCESS!

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Turkey anyone?


"Paul, an apostle of Christ Jesus by the will of God, To God's holy people in Ephesus, the faithful in Christ Jesus..." -Ephesians 1:1




This semester our educational field trip was to the great and beautiful land of Turkey, a country famous for being "halfway between two continents". We flew into Istanbul early Tuesday morning and then from there took a short flight to Izmir. We spent one night in a nearby tourist town and the next day toured the ancient city of Ephesus. The ruins were incredible. I can't believe my friends and I got to walk the same streets Paul did only shortly after the resurrection of Christ! WOW.

We spent the remainder of the week in Istanbul, which to me seemed like a city straight out of Star Wars with its towering mosques and palaces and sparkling waterfront. We even got to take a ferry up the Bosphorus Strait and cross over onto the Asian side.

We shopped and bargained at the Grand Bazaar, where you can get beautiful accessories for as little as one turkish lira (about 63 cents) but have to deal with creepy storeowners telling you they've seen you on TV, grabbing your hand, and assuring you they have exactly what you need. We sampled tea and tobacco at the Spice Bazaar and stuffed ourselves full of baklava, fresh pomegranate juice, and turkish delight. We also toured the mosques, visited the sultan's palace, viewed his jewels (including a one-of-a-kind samurai sword), got scrubbed down in a traditional turkish bath, saw how turkish rugs and pots are made, and watched the prayer of the whirling dervishes.

It was a trip quite unlike any other.

"People like you enrich the dreams of the worlds, and it is dreams that create history. People like you are unknowing transformers of things, protected by your own fairy-tale, by love." -Ben Okri

Saturday, February 5, 2011

Life is a dream






"But not a hair of your head will perish. By your endurance you will gain your souls."

- Luke 21:18-19

Last weekend = spiritual retreat in Tuscany. A great time of reflection and relaxation mixed with good friends, singing, dancing, long meals, and hot fires. I got to ride a horse AND cook banana chocolate-chip pancakes in a beautiful Tuscan kitchen. Life is a dream.

This weekend is my first long weekend without any trips whatsoever. Of course, there is nothing disappointing about staying in Florence. Staying in Florence means:
-long, relaxing breakfasts of pastries and panini at Cafe Lib
-walking around the museums and gardens at Pitti Palace
-getting milkshakes and complimentary mimosas in an American-style diner
-watching movies and catching up on laundry
-eating lunch in an overcrowded Florentine restaurant
-studying next to the Duomo, sketching in the park. Life is a dream!

Leaving for Turkey on Tuesday. Currently planning trips to Rome and eventually, Germany. (How crazy that we can decide we want to visit Heidelberg and five minutes later buy tickets during a homework break.) Sunday night we're having a Superbowl party (assuming all studying is done). Life is a dream!

Sending my love to all of you. God is so good! Have a blessed weekend!!!
Liz

‎"You don't have a soul. You are a soul. You have a body" - C.S. Lewis