this is what a turkish breakfast looks like. 
man reading the morning news. the bridge to the asian side of istanbul in the background. last week i skipped my turkish lessons and took long walks at the water instead.
sleeping man.
fisherman.
laundry.
entrance to Dolmabahce palace. Atatürk lived here the last period of his life and died here in 1938.
i went all the way to the bridge and ortaköy. it took me about two hours. Ortaköy mosque right at the seaside.
i saw a cat who had a blue and swollen eye. then i sat down at gloria jean´s coffee and drank a latté and read The Prince by Machiavelli.
i saw a cat who had a blue and swollen eye. then i sat down at gloria jean´s coffee and drank a latté and read The Prince by Machiavelli.
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Jag hoppas att du återfår din kamera snart för dina bilder är verkligen sevärda.
Tack kära Kandi, min trogna besökare. En norsk kille har hittat den och facebookade mig senast igår. Hoppas att jag får tillbaka den snart, i miss it!
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