1.23.2011

Going completely Gaga for Ankara ♥

Salaam dear readers - I'm not trying to be polite, I mean it! - Before I go on about yet another thrilling subject - Did she just characterize her own work as thrilling? Oh stop it; You know it's true! - I have to share the following pictures... Let's just say they were taking in a very eccentric party or very peculiar to say the least. To start, I have one name and two words for you: L a d y  G a g a !  


I scream, you scream, they all scream for...
That being said - or painted in this case -, here are some other shots I took of very random but yet cool things. I'm just getting started with this whole photography thing, so be gentile with your criticism.

Might of been something I was on...


 Always Coca-Cola  

Marlboro Country, Marlboro Man...
Now that I'm really done displaying bits and bites of my so-called talent - NOT - for capturing all moments, or no moment at all, let's talk business... THE subject of the day! You know how in my first post, I mentioned very quickly in a i.e. format the fact that I'll be visiting the home of the very famous Selimiye Mosque. For those who have 1. Not read my first post - Are you serious? Read it and come back - or 2. Read my post - thank you very much - and still have no idea what, who or where I'm talking about; Turkey's what you are looking for. Hungry, are you? No, not the animal! Noticed the capital T at the beginning? Ah! That's more like it: the country! To be precise - and official -, it's the beautiful Republic of Turkey. Okay, for all you Armenians out there, don't get mad when you read this - No hateful or mean comments please -, I'm sure your country's as amazing!

So now that you get the uncommon use of such salutation for my part - Salaam! ; The girl has to adapt! - you might still be wondering - what the heck - I'm going to be doing there. Well friends, I will be conquering the world, making it a better one to live in for all generations to come, for you, your kids and their kids... Come on, who's with me; Let's start a revolution?! - Okay, not exactly the initial program of the trip, but a girl can aspire to making a difference, can't she? - Now that I'm back to reality - ♫ Oh there goes gravity. Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked. He's so mad, but he won't give up that. - what's the true motive for my voyage?

A few months back, Timea, the same friend that initiated the start-up of this blog, had posted something on her Facebook wall - Back when I had an account - about some student conferences taking place all around Europe for 1 week at a time and organized by Estiem under the name of Europe3D Events. Being that I'm mainly in Paris to travel, - and study; Ya, right! - I immediately checked myself as "attending" without asking too many questions. As the weeks flew by - because the literally do up here - I started consulting their website more and more frequently in the hopes of finding an upcoming event. Then, one beautiful day of january, after my pleasant overwhelming-non-stop-partying holidays in Montreal, I find out that there is a 3D Event open for applications! - Okay! So I might have magnified and prettified the whole story, but that's how I like to tell it! It's so magical that way... - So I was saying? Oh! Yes, my application. I sent one in and then forgot about it... Until January 18th 2011 at 23:15 p.m. - I'll spear you the seconds... -  when my Blackberry vibrated. - I know what you are thinking, don't get to excited, it was on the table - I had just received an e-mail from a person in charge at Estiem regarding my application. He was basically was saying that I had been selected to be part of this amazing (I added that) experience. - All I could hear myself screaming saying was  : Oh-My-God, Oh-My-God, Oh-My-God! The next day, - Yes, already! I'm very impulsive spontaneous... - I booked my flight.


In the same vein, another great country I'll be seeing very shortly - one week before Turkey - is Morocco! Half of you reading know why and the other doesn't. So why Morocco? Well first, I have always wanted to go there, wether it's because of all the moroccan friends I've made and kept in my surroundings throughout the years or simply a genuine appreciation for the country and its heart-warming people, distinct traditions, colorful souq, breathtaking landscapes, dunes and desert; I couldn't say which one of them it is, for I have only seen Morocco in pictures and through well told anecdotes and stories. It might just be a melting pot of both. One thing's for sure, the desire to explore such a magnificent country has been growing inside me for no less than a decade now. And so, I've finally been giving the opportunity - a week long break from school in Paris - to go and uncover those Moroccan treasures, that I've heard so highly of, with my own eyes and through my own touch. Stay tuned for my Turkish & Moroccan adventures through a lens... Pictures to come end of February.

Meanwhile, here's a sneak peek... and a little bit of history! Let the pictures and their stories take you on a discovery ride... (You gotta' love Wikipedia!) 

Aya Sophia - The Church of the Holy Wisdom

Hagia Sophia - from the Greek: Ἁγία Σοφία, "Holy Wisdom"; Latin: Sancta Sophia or Sancta Sapientia; Turkish: Aya Sofya - is a former Orthodox patriarchal basilica, later a mosque, and now a museum in Istanbul, Turkey.


In 1453, Constantinople was conquered by the Ottoman Turks under Sultan Mehmed II, who subsequently ordered the building converted into a mosque. The bells, altar, iconostasis, and sacrificial vessels were removed and many of the mosaics were plastered over. Islamic features — such as the mihrab, minbar, and four minarets — were added while in the possession of the Ottomans. It remained a mosque until 1935, when it was converted into a museum by the Republic of Turkey.

For almost 500 years the principal mosque of Istanbul, Hagia Sophia served as a model for many other Ottoman mosques, such as the Sultan Ahmed Mosque - a.k.a. The Blue Mosque of Istanbul - , the Şehzade Mosque, the Süleymaniye Mosque - The one I told you about! - , the Rüstem Pasha Mosque and the Kılıç Ali Paşa Mosque.



Souq in Marrakech - Spices
A souq - Arabic: سوق, also souk, esouk, suk, sooq, souq, or suq; technical transliteration sūq - is a commercial quarter in an Arab or Berber city. 

Though each neighbourhood within the city would have a local Souq selling food and other essentials, the main souq was one of the central structures of a large city. A central marketplace, it was where textiles, jewellery, spices, wooden sculptures and other valuable goods as well as the money changers were arranged in a line.
A quadrilateral of stone-vaulted streets parallel to or crossing each other or a tight mass of buildings too packed together for roads to intersect them. The workshops were further away from this centre of exchange as were the main residential quarters – though the wealthier merchants or scholars might live within the centre of the city.

In a souq, the final price of an item is reached by bargaining with the shopkeeper. Traders of a given commodity would all sell in the same souq, thus ensuring a competitive market. In some African countries the souq was a place where people could come and talk, or sit down to tell stories.


Heat, Camels and the Desert...

The Western Sahara is a disputed territory in North Africa, bordered by Morocco to the north, Algeria to the northeast, Mauritania to the east and south, and the Atlantic Ocean to the west. Its surface area amounts to 266,000 square kilometers. It is one of the most sparsely populated territories in the world, mainly consisting of desert flatlands. The population of the territory is estimated at just over 500,000, over half of whom live in El Aaiun, the largest city in Western Sahara (also called Laayoune)...

Driiinnnn-nnnngggg! Saved by the bell... And oh! One last thing before you go... Morocco, Estiem, Europe3D, Ankara and Istanbul: HERE I COME !

Bir dahaki sefere kadar, ,  & Baris...

1 comment:

Denis said...

Hello my pitoune ! :)

Very nice blog, I like your style :)

and about The western sahara and Ankara , don't forget to take pictures and bring back good spices (if you can ) to prepare good meals for your french friends :)