I’ll keep on playing the Decathlon Game (DG) until they start selling quality shit.

The game is as follows. I buy their stuff, it’s not cheap, when the stuff is even remotely dissatisfiying, I’ll yell at them. The green puffy jacket (note, not my amazing orange jacket) started to have a funny zipper pocket. I bought this coat in January and the zipper should feel tight and satisfying, it was not, it was sketchy. Additionally, it’s spring and my current requirements call for something less bulky and more rainproof and nimble. Since everything is in their CRAZY ASS high tech app….I can walk into any of their shops around the world, give them a sob story and have my item refunded or exchanged. In this case, I upgraded to a fancy rainproof spring coat that matches my backpack perfectly. The difference was about 14 bucks which I paid with a smile.

Life doesn’t get better than this…

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Rain and storm means one thing – time to ride the rails.

Weather has been so weird, mostly OK but when it’s not OK it’s freezing and pouring rain. It was 22 yesterday. Heading north to explore a different neighborhood.

Bus late this evening. Should be home by 5am for vacuuming, laundry and nap.

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Mashka, the official Taksim Square pup.

This is, BY FAR, the most animal friendly a just shockingly cat loving country on the planet. Cats are almost holy creatures here. And people say I’m nuts…

That reminds me, the next cat tattoo is in order, couple more weeks. Midlife crisis continues.

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Rode the trolley 2 times today.

Once right outside on the rear hitch (very dangerous, something only spiderman would do )….and the 1st time on the inside paying my fare. Dangling on the outside is way more fun.

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35,000 steps yesterday.

It’s go time…40k urban exploring today. I’ll try to have 10 full dinners. I’m not sure wtf is with Turkish food. The more I eat, including 2 meters of bread, the better and more spry I feel. MAKES NO FUCKING SENSE.

Is Turkish food my favorite on earth…well, it’s right up there with Japanese…forsure.

Fucking hell… everything is rad here..fucking hell.

I got this crazy deal on my hotel that should cost $500. I’m paying $25….shhhh don’t tell anyone. It’s huge and I feel like a fuckin’ king in this room.

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