>baki and i are in istanbul for his birthday this week, and it has been a whirlwind so far. baki has a large fan base to connect with, and has even received long distance calls from admirers wanting to catch up with him! for my part, i have discovered that i am now less adept at filtering out background noise. if i am in a place with background music and lots of other ambient noise, i can’t really focus on whoever i am talking to. the house is warm all the time, even at night as we sleep, which both baki and i find odd, since our house gets cool at night, and we kick off the blankets at night and when baki awakes at 630 to announce that “the moon is down, the sun is up!” we find the covers cowering at the foot of the bed.
the most exciting thing about being in the city is, for me, talking. i love having people to talk to, and i think this makes me a bit of a chatterbox. on our first night here, a friend joined me at maya’s restaurant, and i think i talked more or less non stop for an hour. must have been pretty frightening.
by a happy coincidence, we were in town at the same time as a long lost wilde, the daughter of my father’s cousin, if i am not getting my family tree mixed up. my dad’s extended family keeps, well, extending. annette and her family — husband kalvin and sons aidan and sebastian, live in toronto. it was really fun to meet them, and we had a great evening together yesterday.
meanwhile, for the past few weeks i have had burning hot hands. so much so that they buzz. it’s weird. i wonder what that is all about?