Breakfast Efes…..just like back in the days.
Fishbread for breakfast – THIS IS THE WAY.
We have made a collective decision to say one more night for obvious reasons.
Turkish cop BMW. I love it for obvious reasons.
I think this is my favorite restaurant I’VE EVER BEEN TO. I THINK I SHOULD ONLY EAT TURKISH FOOD.
After a couple of beers I’m hoping to jump and swing from the tram all the way to the H+M.
I think I need another sweatshirt. I only have 20.
Chato the cat officially served me this bottle of Efes malt and even opened it for me.
Guess who’s getting a huge tip?
I remain living is heaven.
I have returned to the mighty Galata.
Always allow a dog to just lie there.
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They’re filming a rap video.
Got shoes?
Carmel Americano at this place right now….oyyyyy.
If you don’t stop for some vitamin C your ears will fall off and you will lose your hearing right away.
According Wikipedia.
Islak hamburger is exactly what the name implies.
Shredded beef in a spicy sauce with a slice of cheese on a super soggy steamed bun. I wish I could live inside of one…forever..
What a cool place to hang out.
Istanbul fish market and restaurant.
Can my weather be any better? I’ll do 30,000 steps today…easy…maybe…I need to finish my Efes.
Istanbul boat-zone..
Love this bus. Love the glued on Cadillac badge.
Starting my deep descend into The Grand Bazar.
More than 4000 shops and almost 1/2 million DAILY visitors.
Under bridge drinking at its best.
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).
This bike has seen stuff.
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.
