September, 2012. Sunday. At
an odd time (regarding the day of the week) I and two friends of mine decide to
go to Istanbul for several days. We choose these strange days – from Sunday to
Wednesday, because my fellow travelers are going back to the States after a
week. And I, if you ask most of my friends I am "ailyak" (which
according to the dictionary is an idle person, one at a loose end), so I don't
have a problem with the odd time of the week. We load up in my car, the space
ship or the shark, according to the point of view, and we are off to our destination
– Istanbul, the only city situated on two continents, that is if the Arabs
don't plan to build something similar one day, in which case, it should be read
as the first/original city situated on two continents.
We approach the city,
moreover we are entering into the city, since it is quite large, and start
looking at the navigation for our exit. Something like a premature ejaculation
occurs, since we shoot ourselves from the highway too early. Quite unpleasant.
Back and forth, going twice around an unknown neighborhood, we make it back to
the highway. I won't explain this with any physical function of the body, and
frankly, I don't want to think which one it could be. We find the proper exit
and this time we fire ourselves out of the highway at the right spot. We check
out some hotels and choose one with free parking and wifi. We are in the
Topkapi neighborhood, it's not the famous palace, but still is in the
boundaries of the ancient Constantinople/Istanbul, as we are close to the
defense stone walls. We freshen up, pay for the first night with almost all of
our local money and go out.
