Blame my cowoker for getting that one stuck in my head. Two days ago. But you know what? It's a few days past the full moon and Turkish delight is on just about every street corner.
I'm tired and we've got a fully packed day of bargaining ahead so here are my initial thoughts on this place and/or events that have taken place since landing about 6 hours ago:
Praise God there were no issues with my passport AND (tada!) my last empty page now has a sweet Turkish Visa and stamp on it.
My brother was awaiting us just where were told with another VIP status sign, this time reading Katherina. Despite learning that neither of us were Muslim, he still gave us his number if we wanted to go out sometime this weekend. Did I mention he thought I was French?
Our driver brought us through the city (rather modern) to the old part of town. It's really old and doesn't scream Tuscan hill town. I'm in love. As we were shown around the hotel, the last of the calls to prayer (sunset) was being played. It's really loud and I think the pre-dawn call will be an alarm clock in the morning...
This city has a ton of cats. A lot of orange cats! Really
orange cats. Our count tonight was 21 (all types of cats). #14 was my
favorite and came running to me when I made my default "Nico noise." I
felt terrible as I had nothing for him other than love. He took it and love it, so much that he
followed us to the pillar that all distances were once measured from.
We'll see if he keeps our date we set for tomorrow morning when I plan
on smuggling some breakfast food to him. After the incident at the airport where Marlene was asked if she was Indian, and I taken for French we're starting a list of what people think we are. So far I'm French, Greek, & Spanish. It's so hard to not smile when you understand what the restaurant guy is shouting at you from across the street to get your attention. Wait. I mean, brothers since I'm apparently their sister?
Despite being on high alert most the evening and getting some strange looks from locals (since it's just us 2 girls) at no time did we not feel safe. That is until we realized the guy were trying to having us pass kept letting us catch back up. SITUATIONAL AWARENESS PEOPLE. That and 2/3s of the office may have all given us their "be safe" lectures like the fabulous big brothers they are. Luckily, we were close to the hotel and we may have made it pretty clear we knew he was there with our continual look backs. No problems. Honest.
Oh. Did I mention we have a Turkish Bath thingy in our bathroom? When we were checked in, they wanted to make sure we knew that we had the largest room in the place and the nicest one on account of the bath thingy.
Fact #1 We're not sure how exactly how it works.
Fact #2 YouTube doesn't have the answer.
Fact #3 We're extremely thankful there is also a shower.
Fact #4 You'd think the bellhop would tell us how to use it if he's pointing out the closet "where to hang things?"
I'll figure it out domani.
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