chewyland – Page 101

Huge bags of tobacco, when you’re really into it.

Turkey is a super tobacco country (not high education + poverty = almost always equates to cigarettes).

The 6 stages of eating fishbread in Istanbul.

Unbelievable excitement to tears and thoughts of deep dejection and sorrow. I’ll have another on the way back like a heroin addict jonesing his next fit.

Spent 4 hours at the WORLD’S GREATEST SHOPPING CENTER ON EARTH EVER. Buying stuff for house. Here is a hint..

Always a fresh chai tea comes after you’re done with the 1st.

My new kettle shipped from Amazon on Wednesday, I might only drink chai forever…like a normal person.

The veggie soups here, as you can imagine, are bursting with flavor. I wish I could make a soup like this. It’s actually thin but probably made with 30 ingredients and spices.

Few photos. I’m super off the beaten path. Lots of poverty here.

I deserve a little chai and simit pause from my hectic life.

Grapefruit juice costs nearly as much as water. It’s all I’m drinking today.

Istanbul hairs.

I always try to find the weirdest and sketchiest and dirtiest and most out of the way place to het a haircut whenever I travel. Boy did i ever just have the most haircutting-fun ever.

Nicest guy ever. Only used scissors and a comb, nothing electric, nothing fancy. Haircut perfection, artisan. He snipped my eyebrows then proceeded to create this wild concoction at the end of his scissors – a ball of cotton dipped in some flammable fluid…lit it up to quickly burn off my ear hair.

The robe had sleeves.

Then he massaged my head and sprayed my hair and face with lime water. Sooooo nice.

2 euros. I’ll discuss how incredibly inexpensive everything here is. Way cheaper than Bulgaria since Turkey Lira dropped in value so dang much.

This has been easily the greatest hair experience of my life. 10/10.

Actually 1000/1000

I’m so fucking happy. What day.

A little Turkish diesel fuel to start the day. Blue mosque today, fishbread (OMG) and market. I might get a new bag, I LOVE BUYING BAGS.

Did you know the legendary Blue Mosque in Istanbul was originally named after the color of my eyes?

The other photo is a mosque right across my coffee shop. Just imagine. I’m living the heaven right now….let’s be honest this really is the greatest city on earth.

I’m super into making retarted poses.

plus….omg..just picked up my 2 obligatory t-shirts from H+M for 4$. I only have about 30 of them now….they’re all the same and I love them equally…

Dad is buying beers while I’m showing off my homobag.

I decided not to get a SIM so I won’t be posting till later. I am so happy and lucky to be here right now.

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I have the best seat on the bus….I haggled for it, naturally.

It’s GO time. Trip of a lifetime with father to Istanbul starts now.

I’ve been assigned to make fish sandwiches for this evening’s bus trip.

Istanbul tickets in our pockets.

Currently spending the afternoon at Serbian grill. Bus in 7 hours.

Whoa…

It’s so fucking hot again.

My motorbike maps got wet in the rain. It’s a long, sad, story.

Day today.

Took father and Kris for pork ears. Cats are getting great food…and I got an afternoon fish. The only problem was that my File O Fish arrived upside-down…..I had to flip it over which was exhausting and the worst thing to have happen to me today.

Maybe it was a full moon?

This is super serious..

Finally an oyster place. I’ll come often for obvious reasons.

At IGLIKA, like a normal person.

The crypto morons that I know here have officially given up and stopped comically doubling down on their crypto-fantasies.

It only took year or so of me laughing but also trying to (fruitlessly) explain these scams to them……poor idiots…they lost actual real money…

Now it’s back to work…no Lambo (but I am sure they chipped in to paying for one to some super smart scammer who took their money so easily and astonishingly, perfectly legally).