E-scooter sharing: Cities like Berlin and Barcelona have exploded with e-scooters in recent years, largely because they provide an easy, cheap transportation alternative to taxis and public transit. Istanbul’s streets get extremely clogged during rush hour (and just about every other time of day), so I believe e-scooters could make a big splash here, just as they have in so many other places. Home cleaning: Amazingly, there’s no home cleaning service targeting the English-speaking market here in Istanbul. I’ve used Google Translate to navigate through some of the Turkish sites, but it wasn’t pretty, and at the end of the day, there’s a big opportunity for whoever starts promoting their services to the English-speaking part of the web. Doing this will be so easy that I might actually go for it in the future.
My son told me when I asked what happen, that the same kid who had been bothering him before had now taken to walking behind him in the halls and stepping on the backs of his shoes. One time when this happened, my son’s shoes ripped. Now, normally, I drove into the line of parent cars for the morning drop-off like everyone else; just barely braked rolling in front of the student entrance, coming to a slow roll at most, while my son threw open the passenger door, quickly jumped out, and then dashed inside for school. I parked. And I walked my son to class. Once through the classroom door, my son–he had an idea what was about to happen–quickly moved for his desk as I announced my arrival loudly: Which one is the punk ass bitch kid who’s been messing with my son?