Boo hoo, I have a funny accent Part 2

The one crazy thing about being a stranger in a strange land is how vunerable you are at times. Today I was feeling a bit homesick and definately misunderstood. I met my friend Fatih for dinner tonight and started crying for no particular reason. The funny thing is that I wasn't even sad really but started crying and crying and crying. To my credit, I haven't cried yet in Izmir and I only had 3 to 4 breakdowns while I was in Ankara and that was a 6 month trip. Me and Fatih laughed about it for a little while and then when I mentioned it again about how funny it was that I was crying, I started crying again!! I think it was because I bailed on Thanksgiving. Seriously, I'm not unhappy but living in a foreign land is harder than you think it would be (or maybe you already thought it was this hard). That's the best part of it and the worst part of it all rolled into one. Every day you realize how strong you are but some days you don't feel so strong. Good thing I just started reading "The Power of Now." I will just eat my baklava and everything will be fine.