Travel Diarrhea: Part 3
At this point in the trip I was convinced I had Chrones. No joke. Crazy stomach pains after a beer. Cramps like a motherfucker. ”No Dan, it’s not pms you dick.” At this point I also wanted to punch dan in his friggin face. I mean, how many days can you stay in a small hostel room with 2 other grown dudes?
I’m playin, it was all good. But yeah I was hurt up. Good thing we were off to Turkey, where we’d be hosted by Freddy’s lovely cousin Amy, Na’wlins born, Turkish Citizen now. We were staying at their crib which had a the craziest view of the Bosphorus… more like Flossphorus. See the view below.
Plus of the place was that Amy’s husband, Turgay, is the national coffee making barista champ in all of Turkey. In a week’s time he’d be repping Turkey in the world competition to be held in the Netherlands, speciically in, get this… TURKISH COFFEE competition. Palate was in luck, stomach not so much. Fuck it, I went for the coffee. Genius. This guy is a gangster. He looks like he could be a drummer for Pantera, and rip your head off for drinking his coffee the wrong way, turns out he’s the chillest barista i’ve ever encountered.
Negative of their spot is they had cats and Dan was allergic. That turned out to be a plus though, because we checked into this one time flossy hotel that had that flossy, hey day in the late 80′s don johnson, tony montanya vibe to it. BALLIN!
Anyway, we killed Istanbul, saw major sites, ran the city, drank Racky (sp?), the Turkish moonshine that turns creamy white when you drop ice in it. (This shit would have Van Gogh slicing his whole face off… absinth got nothing on it.)
Turkey is incredible. The food is amazing, Istanbul is a stunning city like no other, and the convergence of cultures and history there actually feels authentic. The bazaar is even cool, and makes the jeruslaem old city feel like souvenir land. I almost expected Mickey Mouse to jump out of an alley with a yarmulke on (in jerusalem that is) See FB for the set of photos that should accompany this post. I have to pee and am tired this post sucks.
Turgay, a barista gangsta
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