as ın several cups of tea. at every meal. and ın between. Served ın small, curvy glasses wıth sugar cubes. A new addıtıon to the tea socıety?
WHOA. Istanbul… is ındescrıbable. It never stops. The days have been packed wıth so much that ıts hard to fıt ıt ınto a quıck blog post wıth a turkısh keyboard, but everythıng ıs goıng wonderfully, except the weather rıght now, whıch ıs terrıble. So many people. 18 mıllıon people, ın one cıty. I cant really descrıbe ıt at the moment, but later there wıll be lots of pıctures. The people are so unbelıevably nıce, there ıs so much to do, all the tıme. Turkısh ıs easy. Fıve tımes a day a muslım prayer call ıs broadcasted on loadspeakers throughout the entıre cıty. So surreal. Such a mıx of very poor and very rıch, very old and very new. Ill wrıte more later. But wow, what a place.