After ice cream and baklava, Emine and I joined Hakan for his Arabic course at a local university.
I sat in on the class, which was too advanced for me (I don’t speak any Arabic). It was a four hour night class, and I didn’t understand a single word that was said, except for the times when the teacher would explain something in Turkish, but then I didn’t know what was being explained. I didn’t learn a whole lot of Arabic last night.