Istanbul is Constantinople
Which is the only They Might Be Giants lyric that I know.
The last couple days have been rather un-eventful, in the full meaning of the word. Yesterday, the weather was quite spectacular with rain periodically during the day and a great lightning storm in the evening. I'd mildly tweaked something in my left knee the day before, so I did precious little yesterday, in an effort to let it heal. I have a dance injury in my right knee, and I really don't fancy having problems with *both* my knees...
Today was weird because I had to wait to move my bags to another, unfinished hostel (same owner). Then, I had to decide where I'm going tomorrow, which involved about an hour research online, then over an hour in the travel office. I'm flying south, to the Aegean coast of Turkey, and will probably hop over to one of the Greek islands for a day or two. In other words, I'm off to Lands of Beaches. Awhh Yeahhh.
And to backtrack a couple nights, imagine my surprise when the seven people moving in to 'my' room where seven Mancunians. Guys. It was a bit startling at first, and the hostel owner (despite my protestations that it was ok and I really didn't mind sharing a room with guys (by that time I'd talked to a few of them and discovered they were pretty cool and I'd sensed the odds of unwanted funny business in the middle of the night was pretty minimal)) stated: 'It is not right.' In the end, I kept my bed for that night and last night. Those boys are pretty cool. They are here for the Football Championship this week and their enthusiasm for the game is pretty contagious. I also joined a conversation they were having last night, where they were explaining various aspects of Islam to another British girl. It was really quite interesting, as I'd only known a tiny bit about Islam. I only know a tiny bit more, though I do have a great deal more respect for their faith. When one of them told me one morning that they hadn't been able to sleep, and they heard the 5am call to prayer and then they went to mosque to pray, I hadn't originally been sure if they had been joking or not. This is before I knew they were all Muslim. In any case, I suppose this is just a long paragraph to state that I met some really cool guys. I feel like I found several pals and I also appreciate that I learned some things that I didn't know and that were rather enlightening to me. Oh, and one of them looks A Lot like a good friend of mine (Aephemera on the links), so it's been kind of odd and reassuring to be around someone that reminds me of one of my very good friends from home.
They noise in the streets is already reaching Low Crazy levels. I can only imagine what it will be like here in the next few days... Those Mancunians will be going crazy...
And I will be chilling (or more likely, baking) On. The. Beach.
The last couple days have been rather un-eventful, in the full meaning of the word. Yesterday, the weather was quite spectacular with rain periodically during the day and a great lightning storm in the evening. I'd mildly tweaked something in my left knee the day before, so I did precious little yesterday, in an effort to let it heal. I have a dance injury in my right knee, and I really don't fancy having problems with *both* my knees...
Today was weird because I had to wait to move my bags to another, unfinished hostel (same owner). Then, I had to decide where I'm going tomorrow, which involved about an hour research online, then over an hour in the travel office. I'm flying south, to the Aegean coast of Turkey, and will probably hop over to one of the Greek islands for a day or two. In other words, I'm off to Lands of Beaches. Awhh Yeahhh.
And to backtrack a couple nights, imagine my surprise when the seven people moving in to 'my' room where seven Mancunians. Guys. It was a bit startling at first, and the hostel owner (despite my protestations that it was ok and I really didn't mind sharing a room with guys (by that time I'd talked to a few of them and discovered they were pretty cool and I'd sensed the odds of unwanted funny business in the middle of the night was pretty minimal)) stated: 'It is not right.' In the end, I kept my bed for that night and last night. Those boys are pretty cool. They are here for the Football Championship this week and their enthusiasm for the game is pretty contagious. I also joined a conversation they were having last night, where they were explaining various aspects of Islam to another British girl. It was really quite interesting, as I'd only known a tiny bit about Islam. I only know a tiny bit more, though I do have a great deal more respect for their faith. When one of them told me one morning that they hadn't been able to sleep, and they heard the 5am call to prayer and then they went to mosque to pray, I hadn't originally been sure if they had been joking or not. This is before I knew they were all Muslim. In any case, I suppose this is just a long paragraph to state that I met some really cool guys. I feel like I found several pals and I also appreciate that I learned some things that I didn't know and that were rather enlightening to me. Oh, and one of them looks A Lot like a good friend of mine (Aephemera on the links), so it's been kind of odd and reassuring to be around someone that reminds me of one of my very good friends from home.
They noise in the streets is already reaching Low Crazy levels. I can only imagine what it will be like here in the next few days... Those Mancunians will be going crazy...
And I will be chilling (or more likely, baking) On. The. Beach.
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