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I'm writing this partly in the hope that eventually I will be able to go on the trip I'm planning. If it turns out that I do return to the U.S. via India rather than Europe, this journal should serve as a good record of my travels, along with whatever photos I take on the way.
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This close to the time I'm likely to leave, anything that tends to threaten my plans bothers me. I've just been ill for the second time in five weeks - symptoms a lot like 24 hour flu - and Esad Bey, the campus doctor, says maybe I have "a slight case of hepatitis, without jaundice". So I'll have some tests done at the American hospital tomorrow. If I have hepatitis, it's straight home to Ocean Shores and to bed. I hope I don't have hepatitis. More plans, Ertugrul Bey the Business Manager says now that I should take my car to the Greek border on Monday instead of Saturday. Letters of petition have been typed up, my blue plates turned in, and taxes paid.
Today was a half day at work, moving into the second bayram in two weeks. I made a brief appearance, between runs to the Business Office for paperwork, and to Bebek for liras.
A rotating group of Tom Davis, Jim Lovett, Rick Epting and I lounged on the patio after noon, briefly interrupted by Susan Ovenden with blather about Phantoms buzzing the Intercontinental Hotel, and canceling her American Express card. I interviewed Jim Lovett on his suggestions for changing the way the yearbook is organized and run.
Evie Davis says that Tom has lost a lot of weight, and my color looks bad.
I went upstairs to Tom Davis' a couple nights ago, and he filled me in on some of the vital details of his trip through India and to Bangkok. Convenient travel connections, good hotels, restaurants and bazaars. We also made the plans for another monster end of the year party. Last year it was 35-40 people and two sheep roasted over coals; this year we're planning for 60 people, hamburgers, and dancing with the school's outdoor P.A.
Yesterday I made it over to the Adm. Bristol Hospital for tests, and then went to the bazaar, hoping but with no success, to pick up some onyx liqueur cups, 2 sets of 5 for 700 TL total.
Was just beginning to boil an artichoke for dinner last night when a big surprise landed at my door: Ince Altın's older brother and an American girl named Kathy. Took me about 5 minutes to shift gears, one thing that never happens here is people dropping out of the blue like that, and I guess I'm never terribly happy when it happens, but I managed it. We had some beers down on the water in the village and went to Doğa in Bebek for dinner, then came back to my apartment to play records. I called Golden and he came over.
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The girl really seems very nice, just finished a year teaching in Australia and is on a tour from there up through Asia back to the U.S. The tour of course stopped at the camp at Burhaniye, and she and Tiki sped off to Istanbul together. Tiki is still totally alienated from all things Turkish, and is planning to get a job at a family-owned tour agency in Munich next winter.
Graduation today, go to Greece tomorrow.
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