Burku, me, and Merve by mattkrause1969

Salih holds a weekly reading session with some of his students on Sunday mornings. They get together and read silently for an hour, just to get in the habit of reading regularly every day.

After the reading session two of Salih’s students were adamant about showing me around Van, so we toured around and saw some stuff, much of it closed, since our timing was bad (we were touring around on a Sunday morning).

We might not have been able to see much, but we sure did eat a lot of junk food. We had ice cream, and then a few minutes later fısıtklı burma (ground up pistachios, sugar, and honey, folded up into a roll) and fısıtıklı baklava (Merve likes pistachios, and she did the ordering, so there was no shortage of pistachio on our table). The shop was owned by Merve’s father.