Mehtap Çeşmesi - Sleepy Sunday in Istanbul

Cymri requested an Ocean's Eleven Bellagio Fountain Montage upon seeing the pretty light water at the Ayasofya.

At the Turn of the Year, It Is Revealed...

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Our path through the continent looks like the head of Ganesh.

To Sum Up the Sites and Views of Italia...

"What is that?  How do you get there?"
"You can't get there.  Somebody lives there.  That's their house.  They live there."
"Bitter?"
"You don't have to throw it in my face, Italy.  Right in my fucking face."

Goodbye Germany, for now, for good?

I speak German exceptionally badly.  This departure comes with a certain level of relief.

Eastern Metropoli

Having seen Budapeshhht...

We're still not really sure when we decided to come here, because eastward exploration was never part of the original plan, and if nothing else, we had the story of hurtling through Slovakia in the dark under the supervision of a dreadlocked and seemingly underage Hungarian train conductor with lazy speech.  But there was something else, and trumping Slovakia are the stews and the bridges and the glowing castle on the hill, and a favorable exchange rate that had us living like kings.

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