Merhaba from the Koç University Library, the research center of the university where Trev and Dumi are such fine models of Master's candidacy. This building is conveniently located just up the street from our flat. More importantly, since the weather took a nosedive with an uninvited snow party today and the sole heating devices in our apartment include a stove, an electric blanket, a space heater that really only works if you straddle it, and my flatmates' body heat (get your minds out of the gutter-I'm talking about simple cuddling, people. sheesh.), the research center is also conveniently the only place I can sit for hours with central heating. First lesson of the day: -2° is cold, whether you're talking in terms of the big F or the big C.
I spent the day trying to figure out just how I can be all that I can be as an intern in this country. Let me tell you, it isn't as easy as you might expect to give your hard work out for free, especially when language barriers are very real, NGOs are so busy helping people that they hardly have a second to train you to take some of the work off of their hands, and, well, basically a big combination of problems I and II.
My wonderful co-workers are doing so much to help torture victims in Turkey, but alas it is only day 2 of my internship and I suspect/fear/feel pretty certain that they cannot yet (and may never) quite figure out how to let me join in the fight. Fast forward to the end of my work day when I interviewed at a different human rights non-profit organization focusing on refugee and asylum issues in Turkey. That's right, I am almost entering the dangerous territory of internship infidelity. Almost. Ideally, internship #2 accepts me just as internship #1 decides what to do with me and I can work at both places with tremendous enthusiasm, but I must admit that there is a distinct possibility that I will jump ships if #1 pans out after all. Shhh.
A picture of me in front of my current internship.
(Just kidding. This is a picture of the hilarious internet cafe two doors down from my workplace.)
**A brief note on why this post and blog is looking a little "tired around the eyes" (blogly as I'd like to think of it): I tried to get fancy (well, fanciER). On a Computer. This is never a good combination for me. The color is all wrong, I cannot figure out which background looks the least cheesy, and I just want to forewarn you that you may be in for some blog-design growing pains during the next few months. Bear with me.
**A brief note on why this post and blog is looking a little "tired around the eyes" (blogly as I'd like to think of it): I tried to get fancy (well, fanciER). On a Computer. This is never a good combination for me. The color is all wrong, I cannot figure out which background looks the least cheesy, and I just want to forewarn you that you may be in for some blog-design growing pains during the next few months. Bear with me.
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