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Farewell, Istanbul & Mr. Blue Eyed Boy

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I had no intention of seeing Mr. Blue Eyed boy yesterday, so I stayed as far away as possible from the neighborhood he would be in.  I spent some time reviewing in my mind everything that happened and I kind of feel a bit uncomfortable with how everything went down. The lip hickeys have faded for the most part (thank God!)…

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Gonna Wash That Man Right Out of My Hair

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On my walk back to the guesthouse, every time the wind blew I smelled him on me. In my hair, on my clothes, on my face. UGH. I smelled like I showered in man sweat. I made it back around eight in the morning. The guesthouse owners were sitting in the reception area and looked up as I walked in.  I felt…

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Foreign Tongues + Smelly Sheets = The Worst Make Out Session EVER

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When we met back up Mr. Blue Eyed Boy informed me that he had to run an errand for work and wouldn’t be able to go to the show. “But it’s ok, you can go and I will meet you after and we’ll go eat something.” I was a little disappointed but I wasn’t going to miss seeing the dervishes for…

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The Blue-Eyed Boy from Konya

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This morning I had to book an airport transfer for my onward flight to Izmir. Sitting behind a desk wearing an overcoat and a sour, disinterested look on his face was a handsome, young gentleman with the most captivating blue eyes I’d ever seen. “Hi, I need a transfer to the airport,” I said, in very slow English as this was pertinent…

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Yerebatan Sarnıcı, Istanbul

Finding Peace Underground at the Basilica Cistern

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Needless to say, my relationship with Istanbul is not going well. It is very cold and rainy; something I didn’t prepare for. This morning when I woke up and looked out the window, I knew that it was not going to be a good sightseeing day. Looking for options that were inside, rather than out, I took the opportunity to visit…

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Istanbul & the Tout Experience Part Two

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Walking around here, I feel like I always have to keep my guard up. It’s been hard for me to get any hardcore sightseeing done. Everywhere I go, I am talked at by some random man, be it a tout, shop owner or restaurant promoter. On the first few occasions, I stopped to talk to a few of these random men…

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Istanbul Blue Mosque Interior

Istanbul & the Tout Experience

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Breakfast this morning at the hotel was pretty good, but for me, it’s hard to eat such rich food so early. The spread included bread with jam, sliced tomatoes, cucumbers, and peppers, black olives, yogurt, sigara böreği (fried dough with cheese inside that are rolled up and resemble mini cigars), fruit and Nescafe, a poor substitute for real coffee. Unfortunately,…

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