Day II- night
Istiklal in pictures


This place (left) was playing Coldplay but it looked too pricey so we looked for LP-listed 'Madrid' except we never found it and happily discovered tiny Cafe Pi instead (right).
This guy at Cafe Pi was probably a student, knew no English but was very friendly, and looked a lot like our friend Deba- in fact, from the back, exactly like him. No, really.
smack opposite Cafe Pi we ate, very late, and a litle buzzed, at Musa Usta Adana Kebap Salonu where the beans were absolutely nothing at all, but the eggplant was pretty decent. They charged us for the water, the rogues.


2 Comments:
sometimes its unnerving how familiar the exotic can seem.
baked beans on kulcha, anyone? with a side of fried baingan, of course.
and deba too...
i'm telling you, the further you go, the more like home it seems!
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