My Mother is in Istanbul

Dear Followers (come on, there might be someone reading this!), 

Something has happened. Something sensational. Something no one could have predicted. And I don't think its inappropriate to go ahead and give all credit for this spectacular happening to this very blog. After 1.5 months of somewhat-dutiful reporting on the glories of Istanbul, I had the honor of going to the airport. Why you ask? Because after 1.5 months of reading about my educational adventures, my mother decided to come see Istanbul for herself. 

My mother is here. In Istanbul. Here's the proof.

 

Annem (my mother), with Galata bridge and Sultanahmet in the background