36 Hours Without Sleep: A Breakdown

This entry and all of my entries involving Istanbul are copied directly from the journal Alana gave me and appropriately backdated. Enjoy!

24/25 January

It’s the one year anniversary of the Revolution and we’re headed to Istanbul. Here I am in the airport. I’ve been awake for 24 hours. It’s almost 3am and I’ve resorted to water and peanut M&Ms for sustenance. Talk about a long day.

5:10 AM – Get up

5:30-6:00 AM – Run with Ian (and pepper spray and a taser)

6:00 – 6:50 AM – Shower, get ready for work

6:50 – 7:30 AM  – Commence bumpy bus ride, the on-land portion of NASA’s Vomit Comet experience.

7:45 – 8:10 AM – Morning line-up + Patriotism = Egyptian flags all over the ground

8:10 AM – 12:10 PM – Teach nonstop with no breaks. See if you can eat an apple in five minutes.

12:15 PM – You can.

12:30 – 12:50 PM – Eat hastily. Through the upstairs window, watch kids leaping around the courtyard gnawing on sugarcane for lunch and wonder how they will function in your class in less than five minutes.

12:50 – 1:40 PM – They function surprisingly well. They want to talk about volcanoes and computers. You let them.

1:45 – 3:15 PM – Laugh as you try to cram grading, planning, copying, and an orange into the end of your day.

3:30 – 5:00 PM – Test your improv skills with Susannah at Drama Club. You have 12 eager students (who have consumed copious amounts of sugarcane earlier) and a charades game. Fifteen minutes remain. Do you a, chat with them or b, dig through Susannah’s lunch bag for oranges and plastic forks and have kids deliver odes in honor of Robbie Burns Day? (Doubtlessly B.)

5:00 – 6:50 PM – Get on a bus. Relax. Listen to the driver speak to your one student in Arabic. Listen to your student say the driver doesn’t know where to go. Call other bus driver for directions. Sit in traffic. Taylor Swift singalong via Susannah’s iPad at 6:30. Bus smells like burnt tires and gasoline.

7:00 PM – Get in line at the ATM. Withdraw obscene amounts of money in case Revolution: The Sequel shuts down the banks.

7:15 PM – Arrive home. Exhale. Skip rugby.

7:20 – 9:00 PM – Go to Ace with Ashley for a burrito. Buy the last burrito. Pretend you enjoy it, when in reality it is sickeningly spicy.

9:00 – 9:15 PM – Get in and out of three cabs. Eventually get to M. House. Smile and say your name is Sarah and you play on a pool team. Go in and hang out with Ryan and a drunk man from Maine.

11:30 PM –  Go back to Ryan’s to say hi to his roommate and co. Give Ryan spare apartment key in case Revolution: The Sequel/ faulty visas/ general dislike toward Americans prohibits you from reentering the country and you need five months worth of stuff mailed home. Pray this doesn’t happen.

12:00 AM – Arrive home. Greet Susannah and finish packing. Bring manuscripts. Transfer money.

12:45 AM – Get in car. Receive texts from unknown number. Feign knowledge of person’s identity. Ask pointed questions until you realize who it is.

3:00 AM – Board flight to Istanbul. Put on iPod. Play “Istanbul” by They Might Be Giants. Be excited for mosques that are blue, baths and cisterns, a massive bazaar, and quality travel time with two awesome roommates for the first time.

Categories: Turkey

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