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Crazy, I checked online after my tour yesterday and saw the riots in Istanbul made world news. I was about 10 minutes walking from that area. I always wanted to get tear gassed and I missed my chance, dammit!!!
Well, after that I headed to the Grand Bazaar which was huge and was full of alleyways and I got so lost in it which was fine there was alot to look at but all of it was pretty touristy or junk so I didn't buy anything, I haggled on some items for fun, but nothing worth really getting. I mean don't get me wrong I love wearing fake Guci (notice they leave one of the c's out of Gucci) and other knock offs but just not my bag, baby...
Afterwards I got a drink at a terrace cafe and overlooked people running into eachother, and other people watching adventures. Good times. I headed back to the hotel but not before picking up a small bottle of Raki (it's the turkish version of ouzo) and tried it back at my hotel, it was the worst stuff I ever tasted, it made absinthe taste like candy. Just horrible...
After a small rest and brushing my teeth numerous times to eliminate that foul taste I found another roof terrace restuarant and had dinner the view was just awesome and the food was pretty good (chicken kababs). Afterwards was a hookah joint nearby and hence comes the title.
Warning do not have a Turkish coffee while smoking a hookah, the amount of caffeine I ingested in my system in that short amount of time had me WIRED. I was light-headed yet energized to the point of twitchyness (i don't even know if that is a word but that's the best way to describe it). I felt like Beavis when he has coffee and puts his shirt over his head and calls himself Cornholio and is looking for "tp" for his bunghole. Somehow, if I did that I would be thrown in the loony bin since they probably have never watched Beavis and Butthead. Speaking of tp I have been lucky not to eat anything too bad, there has been a couple times where I nearly had "Sultans Revenge" (aka diarorhea. I don't know how to spell that, it should be a word in a spelling bee though.).
Got up this morning to head to where I need to be to go to Troy to find out the meeting point is 3 1/2 hours away... Oops, little bad planning on my part. Damn, anyways, the hotel porter suggested the Prince's Islands which a series of Islands where he as some palace and such and is an all day thing so I'm off in about an hour to salvage my day. Wish it was Troy but what can a brother do?
So, this may or maynot be the last blog. If so, I want to thank all that have read it and as much fun as I had I can only imagine it would have been better if I could lug you all along. Maybe when I win the lottery...
Well, everyone take care and you will be seeing my ugly mug soon enough...
Mike
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Jamie
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Settle down, Beavis!
It was a whole cupboard full of candy that Beavis ate before he went all crazy. Classic episode, I have it at my house if you ever want to watch it for comparison. I have enjoyed reading your hilariousness and coming along on your journey with you. So glad you made the most of all the good opportunities to eat damn good food and drink to your heart's content. Dint you know you don't have to travel to eastern Europe to get tear gassed? I am picturing you twitching in a turkish cafe by yourself, hookah in hand. Have safe travels home, Sultan. hehe.