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I already have one published article there and I submitted another one on the Turkish mountain village of Doganbey as it reminded me of the Great Gatsby and the valler of ashes. And this is the story why...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/vogue5582/618550"><title>A Turkish sense of humor</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/vogue5582/618550</link><description>Ok, my friends, the entertainment continues. Yesterday I decided to buy a new pair of flip-flops to go to the pool as mine are a bit shabby. I made my way to a tiny shoe shop and to my surprise, the shop assistant was barefoot. I couldn't resist to ask him if this was because he didn't have faith...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/vogue5582/618418"><title>Desorientation</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/vogue5582/618418</link><description>It's sort of funny really to live through the first few days in a completely different environment and place. For some reason, it seems to take longer this time for me to get my head around where I am. This night, I had to get up to...you know what and I couldn't find my own bathroom. It's not...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/vogue5582/618165"><title>Hallo America!</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/vogue5582/618165</link><description>As you can see, I have safely made it back to Turkey and even my computer is working which is a great relief. Right now, we have water and electricity (which was a big problem during my last stay). So far, so good. Now I have to tell you something which will make you laugh too. I learned a new...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/vogue5582/617873"><title>An incentive to be good..</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/vogue5582/617873</link><description>I've put this in the humor section, but it only belongs half there as it contains a serious message as well. Here goes: I just imagined Michael Jackson, Freddy Mercury and Elvis, in white gowns and wings (I'm not so sure about the halo, but never mind) playing great gigs together in heaven for...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/vogue5582/617747"><title>For lovers of the sea and ships</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/vogue5582/617747</link><description>I'm tidying up bits and pieces, getting my pictures organised to store on my external drive in preparation for my departure from Miami. Those of you who know and follow me know, that I am a 'water baby', I love the sea, the ocean and anything on it. (In it too, as long as it isn't a shark.) If I...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/vogue5582/617617"><title>Two things I would like to see globalisation for</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/vogue5582/617617</link><description>One is the time. For someone like me, who hasn't grown up with the 'am' and 'pm' business, the time is a source of confusion. I find numbering the hours from 1 to 24 easier, clearer and there is no margin for simple mistakes. I mean, you can't possibly confuse a 7.00 appointment with one at 19.00...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/vogue5582/617482"><title>A challenge for my friends..</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/vogue5582/617482</link><description>No early morning swim for me today. A thunderstorm is just brewing and I can't get in the pool until it passes. So, the mind went 'swiming' instead and came up with this idea: why don't we create a chain poem between us? Sort of a 'theme poem' for blogit. Here is the title and the first two lines...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/vogue5582/617363"><title>Please forgive me..</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/vogue5582/617363</link><description>for perhaps boring you or repeating myself, but I have nowhere else to talk about what is on my mind, my dreams and aspirations. You may wonder why that is and the sad answer is: envy and excessive nosiness from people I thought are my friends. I have found out, that I can't tell anyone, except...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/vogue5582/617292"><title>Last Sunday in Miami</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/vogue5582/617292</link><description>Time is really flying by. It feels as if I have just arrived and here I am packing up to leave. As I told you, it's Turkey for a short time and then the Galicia adventure beckons. I will collect material for the book and one of my main interests, which will form part of it, is the poetry of...</description></item></rdf:RDF>