I wasn't sure what to expect on our trip to Istanbul Turkey. I felt a tad out of my comfort zone...such a big city, so much history, different cultural, different dress attire and yet, I quickly found my comfort zone. Since moving to Germany, I am learning that when I do go outside of my comfort zone (which is often when one lives in a foreign country) and overcome that fear of the unknown, I am rewarded more often than not. 
The people in Istanbul were warm and friendly and seemed to have a special place in their heart for children. As seems true with much of my traveling, I didn't put one bite of Turkish food in my mouth that didn't start an immediate salvation (tomorrow I'll post a blog on the food alone). The historic sites that we toured were exactly that...historic and breathtaking. Yes, I think we all quickly found our comfort zone in Turkey and that ain't no gooble!
Ha! You're one of the bravest women I know. I think I'd be very fat and happy in Turkey.
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