Nothing new, nothing old.

Hmmm, not sure what to write, as we have been doing much of the same.

I have realized more and more that just because I know some words, that doesn´t mean that I know what people say BACK to me. Except some numbers. Today was a dissapointing day that made me want to go back to London, or at least France where I believe I could at least read some signs or something! When someone sells you a bus ticket, then tells you what bus to go on, you´d expect that tıcket to get you on that bus. Not in İstanbul! The books all say that bus travel is the easiest and best way to get around İstanbul, but we couldn´t figure it out in the few hours that we stood around looking at maps, in tourguide books, or at signs, fingering (in both senses) the bus tickets in our pockets. It´s harder than anything to be somewhere where you just really have no idea even how to order a cup of coffee (which, if you order with milk, is a scoop of Nescafé on top of steamed milk), as a lot of you know from your own travels. WHY DIDN´T YOU TELL ME?? It´s just all part of the adventure!? We´re trying again tomorrow, and may stoop to paying an annoying guy to help us get to Suhltenmeht, like real tourists.

So that today isn´t a total write off, we bought some Turkish Delight to finally try. It´ll give me something to write about in my journal, anyways.

By the way - to Ariel and Jeremy - don´t get your hopes up for a Turkey on Christmas because we have no oven - only a microwave or a camp-stove. Being in Turkey will have to be enough turkey for Christmas!

Until next time!