Sunday, May 9, 2010

Turkey

The city is filled with friendly people. I never felt I was in danger, but I did feel a bit uncomfortable. Max was told how lucky he was to be traveling around with two girls. While we dealt with people approaching, only inches away, whispering "beautiful girl." Obviously there are still archaic ideas regarding gender and behavior.There were a ton of little old Turkish men everywhere we went. They were adorable.

Turkish coffee is not that much better than Greek Coffee. My suggestion is to not even bother trying it. It will make your tongue feel like a cat's. It is literally just ground bean and water and a bit of sweetener served in an espresso glass. 


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