sultanahmet diaries

mr. miyagi would be proud

i woke up to the sound of rain, the crackling voice of my neighbor yelling at her cats, and the hum of the water pipes which inevitably means the water is OFF (yet again! oh istanbul...). looks like a grey day is at hand, but it may very well burn off in a few hours. it's too early to tell. not even 10am yet.

tonight i am going to my friend pam's house (in cihangir, with a gorgeous bosphorus view!) to watch her television debut. turkish television has taken a korean game show and adapted it for turks. basically, there are three turkish celebrities facing pam. behind pam, there's a picture of something-- the celebrities then have to try and describe it to pam (in english!) and pam has to try and guess what the picture is of. it could be very entertaining.... pam just asked me to "bring booze" because she's going to need it -- never seen herself on TV before. it's on kanal 1 tonight at 8pm. wish i could tape it! (where is tivo!?!)

in other television news, last night we were flipping around various stations and selin came across something more beautiful and amazing than i can put into words.

interpretive karate dance

yes. interpretive karate dance, my friends. my jaw dropped open and i asked "what IS THIS!?!?" selin informed me that it's from america (?) and she has seen it many times on daytime TV. i looked on youtube.com for an example of this, but alas.... it was a fleeting moment of interpretive dance glory from a tiny stage in antalya.... the ring lit up in red lights, music blaring, and a lone girl, dancing and chopping her way from one end of the ring to the other. bizarre.

ok.... off to work.

posted by camille @ 9:46 AM