Life, Photography, Travel

let’s go // ephesus

“So would it make you all uncomfortable if I read Fifty Shades of Grey out loud on this plane? Would you need to talk about your feelings.”

This is how Ann and I began our trip from Istanbul to Izmir, with the most hilarious group of male seatmates from CA ever. They would come back again before the day was done. Off the plane we went onto a bus to Selcuk (and our hotel) and then a shuttle with Lily the rug dealer. All to get to the best place ever.

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Repeated comments of “is this for real?” came from my mouth. Ann managed a quick search to find non-obvious Biblical references to Ephesus and read aloud time began. There was an angry group of silversmiths that felt like their business of making silver idols was being threatened. So they caused a riot.

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ephesus, selcuk

ephesus, selcuk

There is something amazing when you’re strolling down a stone street that was built who knows when and you enter the public market space that was constructed in 300BC. I mean, it was a city with a thriving population of 250,000 people … 2,000 years ago. INSANE, I tell you!

ephesus, selcuk

Now, it is just a place for tourists to be in awe. It is also a place that explains the general thought process of Turkish preservation and this was something I thought a lot about…as I climbed all over 2,000 year old artifacts. We took pictures on top of columns, climbed through the arena and theaters, and then made one of our favorite discoveries…apparently sometimes they just let the archaeology students construct structures from pieces of columns and marble that mean absolutely nothing. But it also is a place that employees 10 turkish men to reconstruct a mosaic floor and the marble walls of the old homes.

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ephesus, selcuk

arena, ephesus, selcuk

arena, ephesus, selcuk

ephesus, selcuk

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Oh, and my favorite trip outtake…someone finally used her self timer. Someone also got a few laughs when she was found leaping in a column graveyard (my description, not the guidebook) in an attempt to get a great self-timed photo.

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Only one more Turkey post to go. Then I guess it’s time to plan the next vacay.

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Food, Life, Photography, Travel

foodie friday: turkey // eats

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One of the greatest parts of travel is the food, and I can easily find myself snacking waaay too often while on vacation. I’d say that Turkey was no exception, except that we were almost too busy to indulge in the greatness. I said almost. I personally had plenty of my favorite food groups, cheese and bread. And every now and then, I managed to squeeze in a vegetable, some fruit, baklava and one night, we worked in the greatest Indian food that I have ever had and I forgot to take a picture of said meal. The spices were unreal.

spice market, istanbul

spice market, istanbul

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All of the elements, the spices and the fruits and veggies, were amazing to see. The prepared meals and meze were just as wonderful. And nothing could top the adorable Turkish man on Heybeliada who pulled us over to the glass counter filled with pyrex dishes as he held his list of the meze options in English. He would point to an item, say the word, and point to the English word on the page while saying it aloud. My personal favorite was him pointing to an item, looking confused and then going with aubergine, everything else was a spot on translation, so we with it, because the french (and foodie) side of Ann and my brain clearly got that it was an eggplant dish.

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heybeliada, prince islands

Also, if you don’t love tea…prepare a great response ahead of time, because people are going to offer to give you a lot of tea.

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Next in the Turkey adventure, let’s get on a plane and see something great!

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prince islands // heybeliada

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Care of a little bit of facebook stalking, I discovered the Prince Islands. Located off the coast of the Asian-side of Istanbul, they are a chain of nine islands that offer a quiet change of pace, made easy by the fact that the main form of transport is horse and buggy. So, with a little bit of research (read: food blogs and the main desk guy at the hotel) Ann and I set off to use public transport, find the ferry and cross the water to Heybeliada. It was amazing. We strolled up and down streets, avoided getting run over by buggies and found the Naval Cadet School and the Halki Theological School. And we stopped to take a few photos.

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heybeliada, prince islands  heybeliada, prince islands

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heybeliada, prince islands

Back to Istanbul we went in the afternoon and with it came Ann’s favorite ideas of the day, let’s go to the Galata Tower! As we learned care of the internets the tower is “one of the city’s most striking landmarks, it is a high, cone-capped cylinder that dominates the skyline and affords a panoramic vista of Old Istanbul and its environs.” So despite my extreme issue with thoughts of potentially dying from a fall, I let myself be dragged to a tower built in 1348 A.D. and then on to the 360 degree balcony I went.

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It took me a few minutes to convince my stomach to not revolt and I made sure stay as close to the wall as possible, but the views, however, were amazing. As the sun went down, the city became dark and the lights went on I forgot about how high I was off the ground. Istanbul, you are beautiful.

view from galata tower, istanbul

view from galata tower, istanbul

view from galata tower, istanbul

view from galata tower, istanbul

view from galata tower, istanbul

view from galata tower, istanbul

Next time, Ann and Whitney see something really old…like 300 B.C. old.

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istanbul // topkapi palace + a turkish man

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Sadly, the Turkish government doesn’t allow you to take pictures of all the fun things in the Topkapi Palace. We lost count of the number of times a guard yelled at a cruise ship tourist, “no photo, no photo.” So pretend like you see photos of glass boxes with emeralds the size of limes and swords that may or may not have been about five feet long. No seriously, it was almost as tall as me. Besides the amazing things insides, the grounds, the intricacy of the tiles/inlay/etc and the views were amazing. Also great were the reminders not to touch the artifacts on the side of the road.

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topkapi palace, istanbul

topkapi palace, istanbul

The Patterns. I can’t say enough about the patterns. I couldn’t stop myself from repeatedly saying “oh my gosh how did they do all of this…oh wait, forced labor.” But beautiful nonetheless. The tiles! Everything was tiled. The walls, doorways, ceilings, everything!

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topkapi palace, istanbul

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topkapi palace, istanbul  topkapi palace, istanbul

And what is a palace without a harem. Because does it really feel like home if you don’t have enough space for your wives, concubines, their children, and…oh, your mother. Awkward turtle. But at least it was pretty.

harem, topkapi palace, istanbul

harem, topkapi palace, istanbul

And then there were those views, amazing, but from the male-only side of the palace…can’t give those women a good view, they could rise up in revolt. Turkish Spring. Too Soon? Maybe.

topkapi palace, istanbul

from topkapi palace, istanbul

blue mosque, istanbul

from topkapi palace, istanbul

The best part of the palace included another crazy Turkish man who like all started his conversation with “are you from the states?” After a yes, he responded with the normal follow up of where, we said DC and he asked where. That wasn’t the typical response. So I just go with NE DC, and he announces his son is at GWU. Over the course of our short interaction we learn that he is a rug wholesaler, he and his wife live in Florida, and that he can give us advice on buying a Turkish rug. I laughed and just said, well I can’t actually afford a Turkish rug but they are great. He suggests that I put it on credit, but then came the best suggestion. “How old are you? No, you do not look that old. Do you have a boyfriend? He can buy you a rug? No boyfriend? It is sad that you have been single for so long. Can I set you up with someone? I know men in Washington. Not the kind of men you know. They are older, they have money, they buy you Turkish carpet.” Oh my lord all I could think was yes that really just happened.

Next time, Ann & Whitney get on a boat, run around an island and face Whitney’s horrible fear of dying from a tall place.

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istanbul // a mosque + some tales

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Our first glimpse of the Blue Mosque happened the first night we arrived in Istanbul. Ann and I made it to our hotel after overnight flights and a wild, nausea inducting shuttle ride, so the need to stretch our legs was great. It should be noted that we arrived in Istanbul sans a Turkey Guide book and, well, we won’t note that I only had about $75USD due to a bank fiasco…clearly planning wasn’t on my side for night one. Thus, we set out with the decision that we would only walk straight down the road with the tiny postcard sized map from the hotel in hand so not to get lost on our first outing. After about five minutes we emerged onto a square and poof there was the Aya Sofya and the Blue Mosque right in front of us. It was an amazing and well-illuminated site.

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Blue Mosque, Istanbul

 

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Fast forward to our first full day and we had lots to see which included a trip to the Blue Mosque and meeting by far one of the funnier Turkish men (in comparison to the annoying ones that inspired lots of Minnesota niceness and even more California annoyance…I’ll let you guess who was who).

blue mosque, istanbul

blue mosque, istanbul

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blue mosque, istanbul

blue mosque, istanbul

So in addition to finding the Blue Mosque, we also picked up a friend while searching for the visitor’s entrance. A mini tour of the Blue Mosque, photos and the line “let me have your camera and I will go where visitors can’t go and take special pictures” later (we clearly gave him Ann’s camera as I held his shoes as a guarantee), he led us to Jennifer’s Turkish Towel shop. Jennifer the Canadian. My English speaking soul sang with a joy that can’t even be imagined. Shopping! Textiles! English! I think Ann may have laughed at how gleeful I was. My bank account left a little lighter.

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istanbul istanbul

Oh, and there was mid day break for lunch and some tea. I’m telling you, tea…everywhere! Epic fail when you’re the girl that doesn’t really do hot beverages. Needless to say, every waiter loved Ann and was annoyed with me, or that could be my complete inability to put up with the offers to have someone “teach me turkish”…
I may not have see Taken, but I know how this whole “teach you the language” thing goes, it’s called you go on vacation get and kidnapped/offed. Maybe. Back on topic now.

istanbul

istanbul

Next up, Ann and Whitney go to a palace. And maybe do some more shopping. (It’s me on a vacation, do we expect anything less).

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Food, Travel

must eat || umamicatessen

Umami

Go to LA and eat as the LA people do (or at least that is my personal mantra).

When I travel, I love finding the awesome food place and per my trip to LA over Christmas I already knew that Umami would be on the to do list this past April. So when I saw that UMAMIcatessen had opened, well, let’s just say it was pack everyone in the car and drive to downtown LA time.

The amazingness of Umami plus an incredible deli (get the pastrami, your life will be changed) and homemade donuts to finish off the meal. It was an amazing meal that I may still be dreaming of.

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Travel, Wedding

wanderable. a honeymoon registry

wanderable

I have spent a large number of hours thinking about registries. I have friends who have gotten married who have loved them, and then I had the friends that hated everything about the registry process (sad face). But more, I hear my mother’s voice in my head, “if you buy that now, what are you going to register for one day?”

Mom. I found the answer.

World, meet Wanderable. A honeymoon registry that is both functional AND pretty. It’s a designers dream, you can have your cake and a vacation too. Per the Wanderable site:  “Similar to a traditional gift registry, couples create honeymoon registries and list items that they would like to have for their honeymoon. Items can range from general requests, such as transportation, lodgings, and special meals, to more specific requests for particular tours and activities. Guests can contribute to the couple’s honeymoon memories by sending monetary gifts for specific items. An increasing number of newlyweds now have all the housewares that they need, so a honeymoon registry is the perfect way to start off their life together!

For  the number of friends I know on the verge of marriage, well…you’re welcome.

You can visit Wanderable online at www.wanderable.com

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feet first + blogshop: the basics

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It has been over a week now since my delightful visit to LA for Feet First + Blogshop, and apparently instagram photos don’t satisfy the “show us pictures!” comments from people. because there are so many photos, and I love so many more, I figured I would break it into a couple of posts. This one being the “I love Jesse, Whitney, Max, Margaux, Bri, Angela and the studio space” post. Oh yeah, that is how I defined that.

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Tomorrow you may just get the photos of Alison + Zach, an awesome couple who volunteered to model for our session. And they rocked it!

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Inspiration, Life, Travel

LA: instagram edition

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Last week I did something a bit out of the norm for me. I got on a plane (carry-on luggage only) with a laptop, wacom tablet, camera and three lenses and flew to LA to, well, follow a dream, otherwise know at the Feet First Sessions.

It is a bit troubling to realize following a dream is the most “out of the norm” thing in my life at the moment. Let’s be honest, mostly it’s just a wee bit sad. But, in a moment that totally went against my type-a, list-making personality…I took a flying leap off the cliff.

And I couldn’t be happier that I did.

Eventually there will be a million and one photos up showing the billion and one skills that I learned from the most amazing and creative people I have ever met (Jesse & Whitney Chamberlin, Max & Margaux Wagner, Bri Emery and Angela Kohler). I didn’t really want to come back to real life in the District. But…I think maybe real life may just become full-time creative, or at least it will if my type-a, list-making self has anything to say about it.

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Photography, Travel, Video

travel to-do: vegas by way of la

Photography is my passion. I would also love to travel more. I also have several friends that would be great travel companions.

Imagine my excitement when I figured out a way to have all three at one time. So let’s imagine: an Our Labor of Love Feet First session, Las Vegas, February. Now imagine that it gets better (cause oh yeah it does). One Miss Madeline Peters and one Miss Whitney Porter…flying to LA, frolicking, road tripping to Vegas, a photography workshop experience of a lifetime. All I have to say is….LA and Las Vegas…get ready because a Peters/Porter Extravaganza may be coming your way.

Feet First + B L O G S H O P !

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