It’s Istanbul Not Constantinople
I knew Europe was in my future. I just didn’t know how. As long as I can remember, I’ve been entranced by Europe—the cozy walkways and coffee shops, the family-run stores, the food, and the “step back in time” feel many European cities offer. Yes, I, like countless other girls, envisioned kissing my Prince Charming at the top of the Eiffel Tower. Instead, I kissed him beside the Bosphorous Sea. My husband is from Turkey. We met in California while he was getting his MBA here. He planned on returning, but, as all good fairy tales go, we fell in … Continue reading