So, what's the deal here with this blog?

I am a foreign woman living in Istanbul. This blog's sole purpose, for better or worse, is to provide pure, guilt-free entertainment through the re-telling of my experiences being stalked in the city. It happens often, so regular posting is easy. Stop by to have a laugh in-between gory world news and your boring day job.

Sunday, February 21, 2010

Welcome

So, I decided to start this blog because I live in Istanbul and I am stalked or have "near stalking experiences" almost daily. They are so comical and entertaining that a friend of mine said I ought to create a blog dedicated solely to stalking experiences.

Great idea. They happen so often. You be the judge of the comedy therein. I can never get over how funny the scenario always is. Maybe I just love the attention, but at the heart of it, it's truly hilarious either way. Once you read a few stories, you may see that this isn't just my amusement over being called pretty all the time. My ego would much prefer the same one man to tell me this daily than twenty strangers.

Alas, I must also put a HUGE DISCLAIMER. I have no desire to be politically correct. I give up the idea that I can speak my mind while also not pissing someone, somewhere off. Other disclaimers involve Turkish men. I'll come right out with the truth and confess that I'm madly in love with a Turkish man, so it goes without saying that not all Turkish guys are like the ones in my stories. Hmm, there must be another disclaimer. I knew on my way here on the metro and made a mental note. Now it's slipped my mind. What was the last disclaimer? (By the time you read it, you can be sure I was thinking for at least 10 minutes between the previous sentence and the one that comes after these parentheses). *thinking* Forgot.

Okay, so also I know I'm writing about Istanbul, which is not as fancy as Paris, London, New York, or even the Bahamas. Bear with me. Some pretty amusing things happen in other parts of the world, believe it or not, and if you really need to, just imagine all the characters are named Bob, John, Jessica, Elizabeth, or Chris in order for the stories to feel real to you. But likely there is going to be a lot of Murat, Emir, Alp, Emre, Deniz, and Savas right here, so get used to it. (By the way, Savas means "war" in Turkish, and yes a popular Turkish name is War. Imagine that, naming your child War. WTF? Seriously, right?)

Let the stalking begin.

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