In my previous article, I explained how we won the Innovation Award, organized for the first time in the history of the Global Food Banking Network (GFN) (see: http://www.serhansuzer.com/tr/global-bir-stk-olma-yolundaki-TIDERe-buyuk-odul). This week, I wanted to share with you the reflections of the award that made us happy and some of the
Last week, I shared my impressions of Phuket in my first post about my pre-New Year’s and post-New Year’s Far East trip, which included Phuket, Bangkok, and Singapore. This week, I’ll be writing about the second leg of my trip: Bangkok, the capital of Thailand. After a relatively comfortable
I spent New Year’s Eve in Phuket, Thailand. I attended a ‘White Night’ themed party, where white clothes were worn. During dinner before the party, the conversation turned to ‘intercultural differences.’ I was surprised to hear from friends at the table, who were familiar with Far Eastern cultures, that white
İznik is a must-see town that’s just a short journey from Istanbul, known for its iconic tiles, historic landmarks, natural beauty, and local flavors. As we strolled through its streets over the holiday weekend, we were once again greeted by delightful surprises. But I couldn’t help but wonder—have we really
Ani is a city which has hosted many different civilizations throughout the millennia. Even today, its unique artifacts illuminate its history and invite exploration. On my last visit to Kars, I heeded this call and explored the Ani Ruins, once again marveling at the multiculturalism of Anatolia. Of course, the
Kars, a city I’ve visited three times in recent years, truly stands out with its rich culture, unique architecture, quirky food spots, skiing opportunities in Sarıkamış, the stunning ruins of Ani, the historic Kars Castle, and the legendary Cheltikov Hotel. As the new year approached, I found myself wanting to
In this post, I’ll tell the story of a trip that began with a conversation during a visit to Türkiye by a delegation from the United States and took me all the way from Istanbul to Elko, Nevada. Keeping a promise I had made, I attended the “Cowboy Poetry” festival—which,
