The PKK, policemen and tanks.

At home is Maximilian Popp, 22, after a year in Turkey. But Istanbul is always trusted him. In the last part of his diary: Philipp Lahm kicks the Turks from the European Championship, bombs on the Bosporus, soldiers patrolling a Kurdish university.
  Thursday, 12 June
Statistics exam, the last test in this semester, then it is my first year at Istanbul Bilgi Ãœniversitesi over. Outside the summer sun flickers on the Bosphorus, but in the lecture hall prevail winter temperatures.

Perhaps the air-Wahn anything with the Turkish history to do so. Perhaps Ataturk quickly sweated. Each case is also in the metro December. I go every morning in a refrigerator through the city. I bring to the exam with the sweater.
Wednesday, 25 June
They disagree only on the amount: 3:1, bets Ibrahim, the sesame squiggle seller. "Oh what," says Murat Bey, the carrier, "we knock them away! 5:0 for Turkey." The other men nod in the teahouse. A defeat against the Germans? "Excluded," they shout. "This will not come."
The confidence of the Turks before the European Championship semifinal against Germany is big. I watch the game in a pub on Taksim Square. "Avrupa, Avrupa, Duy sesimizi i? Bu ste Türklerin ayak sesleri," sing the Turkish fans. "Europe, Europe, listen to us, these are the steps Turkey!"
With every minute, the shouts louder. After 90 minutes is 2:2, are all long hoarse, and all expect extension, then meets Philipp Lahm yet victory for the Germans. For a moment it is quiet. Horror. Then the party continues.
Tuesday, 1 July
Spring Break. I meet Sebastian who studied physics in Frankfurt. Sebastian and I were best friends: We lived in the same town, we went to the same school, we loved the same girl. We wasted our time on the football field and thought it would go forever.

After graduating from high school we left Passau, Sebastian moved to Frankfurt, Hamburg and I later moved to Istanbul. We have vowed eternal friendship - but lost from sight. There would be plenty to discuss, but when we meet, but we are only the old stories: Do you remember ...
Sunday, 27 July
I'm visiting my parents in Passau, but Istanbul is suddenly very close. The "daily themes" show pictures of dead and injured in Istanbul. 17 people die in a bomb attack in the district Güngör, 150 are wounded.
The Turkish authorities suspect Kurdish PKK terrorist organization behind the attack. Only two weeks ago have PKK rebels in eastern Anatolia three Bavarian mountain climbers abducted. Tomorrow I fly back to Istanbul. I have a feeling mulmiges.
Monday, 28 July
Back in Istanbul. After a month in Germany, I am glad to be here again. I am in Turkey is not at home, even after a year. But the dark rumbling of the ferries on the Bosphorus, the hoarse cries of the muezzin and the murmur of the people on the streets are pleasantly familiar to me now.
Wednesday, 30 July
Tüyloglu Dursun, political lecturer at my university, freely admits the desk and sighs. "You have reason preserved, what a lucky," he says.
UNIblogs 5/2008TITELBleibt yet! Better handling of foreign StudentenInhaltDie Turkey is the most serious crisis since the military coup in the eighties escaped - barely. The Constitutional Court in Ankara has a prohibition against the government of Prime Minister Recep Tayyip Erdogan expressed - to the surprise of many: "We have a spell expected. We have to set chaos," says Tüyloglu.
The Turkish General Prosecutor's Office had accused the ruling ACP, to Islamise the country. The possible consequences of a ban would have been severe, economic crisis, demolition of EU accession talks, civil war. The greater is the facilitation. "Democracy has triumphed," said Yavuz Baydar, a columnist for the daily newspaper "Zaman". "Now the country can again be governed."