21/12
today is 23/12 I am in Kyoto trying to type these on a Japanese keyboard, not easy because if I touch a key accidentally keyboard, the characters chane or sentences are duplicated!
 
Istanbul
showerr and shave, slept very well. did some exercise using spare blanket as floor cover. The radiator (ther was one as floor cover. The radiator (ther was one!) floor cover. The radiator (ther was one!) had dried my clothes from the night before. had washed both my jeans in Uganda but both look dirty, hard to get the clay out of textile.

Have chai and tost at a teashop while groups of men arriving at a nearby meeting hall all greeting one another (some touch the two corners of forehead to one anothers, hadnt seen that before), some kind of a political party?
Try to find a tourist info, THREE hours later still walking, ankle sore, get couple of hours of tram ride to get some rest as well as see the city. Port very busy with fishermen, travellers, boats doing Bosphorus trips or going over to the Asia side of Istanbul. BNosphorus tour sounds interesting but I need 3 hours and cant risk it.  so I go to the Asian and cant risk it. so I go to the Asian side, all I see is pople, shops and more of the same again and agin, Boring!
 
Ｒｅｔｒｕｎ　ｔｏ　ｔｈｅ　Ｅｕｒｏｐｅ　ｓｉｄｅ　ａｎｄ　ｆｉｎｄ　ａ　ｓｅｌｆ－ｓｅｒｖｉｃｅ　ｆｏｏｄ　ｐｌａｃｅ，　ｎｏｔ　ｂａｄ．　ａｓｋ　ｔｈｅ　ｇｕｙ　ａｂｏｕｔ　ｓｈｉｓｈｅ，　ｈｅ　ｍａｋｅｓ　ａ　ｊｏｋｅ　ｗｈｅｔｈｅｒ　Ｉ　ｗａｎｔ　ａ　ｂｅｅｒ　ｓｈｉｓｈｅ　ｅｔｃ，　ｌｕｃｋｉｌｙ　ｓｏｍｅ　ｇｕｙ　ｉｎ　ｔｈｅ　ｑｕｅｕｅ　ｈｅｌｐｓ　ａｎｄ　Ｉ　ａｍ　ｄｉｒｅｃｔｅｄ　ｔｏ　ａ　ｐｌａｃｅ　ｏｆｆｅｒｉｎｇ　Ｎａｒｇｉｌａ　（ｔｕｒｋｉｓｈ　ｓｈｉｓｈｅ），　２０　ｍｉｎｕｔｅｓ　ｌａｔｅｒ　ａｎｄ　Ｉ　ｆｉｎｄ　ｔｈｅ　ｐｌａｃｅ　ａｎｄ　ｓｉｔ　ｏｕｔｓｉｄｅ　ｔｈｉｓ　ｃａｆｅ　ｕｎｄｅｒ　ｃｏｖｅｒｓ　ａｓ　ｔｈｅ　ｒａｉｎ　ｂｅｇｉｎｓ　ｔｏ　ｐｏｕｒ，　ｇｏｏｄ　ｔｉｍｉｎｇ．　Ｉｎｓｉｄｅ　ｄｏｚｅｎｓ　ｏｆ　ｍｅｎ　ａｒｅ　ｇｌｕｅｄ　ｔｏ　ＴＶ　ｗａｔｃｈｉｎｇ　ｆｏｏｔｂａｌｌ　ａｎｄ　ｃｈａｎｇｅｓ　ｏｆ　ｅｍｏｔｉｏｎ　ａｒｅ　ｆｕｎｎｙ　ｔｏ　ｗａｔｃｈ　ｆｒｏｍ　ｏｕｔｓｉｄｅ，　ｔｈｉｓ　ａｌｓｏ　ｍｅａｎｓ　Ｉ　ｄｏｎｔ　ｇｅｔ　ｔｈｅ　ｓｅｒｖｉｃｅ　Ｉ　ｈｏｐｅｄ　ｆｏｒ　ｗｈｅｎ　ｉ　ｗａｎｔ　ｍｙ　ｓｅｃｏｎｄ　ｃｕｐ　ｏｆ　ｔｅａ　ｂｕｔ　ｉ　ｏｒｄｅｒ　ｗｈｅｎ　ｔｈｅ　ｎｉｃｅ　ｍａｎ　ｃｏｍｅｓ　ｔｏ　ｒｅｎｅｗ　ｔｈｅ　ｒｅｄ　ｈｏｔ　ｃｏａｌｓ　ｏｎ　ｍｙ　ｓｈｉｓｈｅ．　ｍｅａｎｗｈｉｌｅ　ｉｔ　ｉｓ　ｐｏｕｒｉｎｇ　ｗｉｔｈ　ｒａｉｎ　ａｎｄ　ｉ　ｈａｖｅ　ｈａｄ　ｔｏ　ｃｈａｎｇｅ　ｓｅａｔｓ　ｔｏ　ｇｅｔ　ｏｕｔ　ｏｆ　ｔｈｅ　ｒａｉｎ．　ｉｔ　ｉｓ　ｒａｔｈｅｒ　ｃｈｉｌｌｙ　ｎｏｗ　ｂｕｔ　ｉ　ａｍ　ｎｏｔ　ｇｉｖｉｎｇ　ｉｎ，　ｒｅｓｔ　ｏｆ　ｔｈｅ　ｌｏｃａｌｓ　ｈａｖｅ　ｒｅｔｒｅａｔｅｄ　ｉｎｄｏｏｒｓ　ｏｒ　ｌｅｆｔ　ａｌｔｏｇｅｔｈｅｒ．　ｔｈｅ　ｓｍｏｋｅ　ｆｒｏｍ　ｔｈｅ　Ｏｒａｎｇｅ　ｆｌａｖｏｕｒｅｄ　ｔｏｂａｃｃｏ　ｃｏｍｂｉｎｅｄ　ｗｉｔｈ　ｓｔｅａｍ　ｄｕｅ　ｔｏ　ｃｏｌｄ　ｗｅａｔｈｅｒ　ｉｓ　ｐｒｅｔｔｙ　ｉｍｐｒｅｓｓｉｖｅ．
 
Ｉ　ｌｅａｖｅ　ａｂｏｕｔ　８．４５　ａｎｄ　ｈａｖｅ　ｍｉｓｓｅｄ　ｔｈｅ　ｗｏｒｓｔ　ｏｆ　ｔｈｅ　ｒａｉｎ，　ｗａｎｔｅｄ　ｔｏ　ｇｅｔ　ｓｏｍｅ　ｓｈａｍｐｏｏ　ｂｕｔ　ｄｏｎｔ　ｆａｎｃｙ　ｃａｒｒｙｉｎｇ　３００　ｍｌ　ｂｏｔｔｌｅ　ｓｏ　ｆｏｒｇｅｔ　ｉｔ．　Ｇｏｔ　ｃｈａｒｇｅｄ　２４　ＬＴＲ　ｆｏｒ　ｌｅｆｔ　ｌｕｇｇａｇｅ　ｅｖｅｎ　ｔｈｏｕｇｈ　ｔｈｅ　ｏｔｈｅｒ　ｇｕｙ　ｓａｉｄ　１２　ｂｕｔ　ｉ　ａｍ　ｏｖｅｒ　ｔｈｅ　２４　ｈｏｕｒ　ｌｉｍｉｔ　ＡＮＤ　ｔｈｅ　ｍａｎ　ｉｓ　ｇｉｖｉｎｇ　ｈｉｍｓｅｌｆ　ａ　ｈｅａｒｔ　ａｔｔａｃｋ　ｊｕｓｔｉｆｙｉｎｇ　ｔｈｅ　ｃｈａｒｇｅ．
 
Ｄｕｒｉｎｇ　ｔｈｅ　ｄａｙ　ｇｏｔｒ　ｓｔｏｐｐｅｄ　ｂｙ　ｔｅｈ　ｐｏｌｉｃｅ，　ｉ　ｌｏｏｋｅｄ　ａ　ｒｉｇｈｔ　ｈｏｂｏ　ｗｉｔｈ　ｍｙ　ｐｌａｓｔｉｃ　ｂａｇ　ｃｏｎｔａｉｎｉｎｇ　ｓｌｅｅｐｉｎｇ　ｂａｇ　ｔｉｅｄ　ｔｏ　ｍｙ　ｄａｙｐａｃｋ，　ｔｈｅｙ　ｌｅｔ　ｍｅ　ｇｏ　ｏｎｃｅ　ｔｈｅｙ　ｒｅａｌｉｓｅｄ　ｉ　ｗａｓ　ａ　ｔｏｕｒｉｓｔ．
ｆｕｎｎｙ　ｏｎｅ＊　ｔｈｅ　ｙｏｕｎｇｓｔｅｒ　ａｔ　ｔｈｅ　ｐａｓｓｐｏｒｔ　ｃｏｎｔｒｏｌ　ｓｔａｒｔｓ　ｒｕｂｂｉｎｇ　ｖｉｇｏｒｏｕｓｌｙ　ｏｎ　ｍｙ　ｐａｓｓｐｏｒｔ　ｐｈｏｔｏ　ａｎｄ　ｇｅｎｅｒａｌｌｙ　ｍａｎｈａｎｄｌｉｎｇ　ｔｈｅ　ｐａｇｅｓ　ｏｆ　ｍｙ　ｐａｓｓｐｏｒｔ，　ａｎｄ　ｃａｌｌｓ　ｏｖｅｒ　ｈｉｓ　ｓｕｐｅｒｖｉｓｏｒ　ｔｏ　ｃｏｎｆｉｒｍ　ｉｔ　ｉｓ　ｇｅｎｕｉｎｅ！　
 
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Ｗｈｉｌｅ　ａｔ　ｗａｉｔｉｎｇａｒｅａ　ｔｈｅ　Ｊａｐａｎｅｓｅ　ｃｈａｐ　ｎｅａｒ　ｍｅ　ｋｅｅｐｓ　ｔｈｕｍｐｉｎｇ　ｈｉｓ　ｃａｌｆ　ｍｕｃｌｅｓ　ｗｉｔｈ　ｈｉｓ　ｆｉｓｔ，　Ｉｔ　ｉｓ　ａｎｎｏｙｉｉｎｇ　ａｓ　ｉｔ　ａｌｓｏ　ｓｈａｋｅｓ　ｔｈｅ　ｂｅｎｃｈ　ｈｅ　ｉｓ　ｓｈａｒｉｎｇ　ｗｉｔｈ　ｍｅ，　ｍａｙ　ｂｅ　Ｉ　ｃｏｕｌｄ　ｈｅｌｐ　ｈｉｍｏｕｔ　ｂｙ　ｔｈｕｍｐｉｎｇ　ｈｉｍ　ｍｙｓｌｅｆ？　ｔｈｅｎ　Ｉ　ｎｏｔｉｃｅ　ｔｈｅｒｅ　ａｒｅ　ｓｉｍｉｌａｒ　ｂｅｈａｖｉｏｕｒｓ　ｇｏｉｎｇ　ｏｎ　ｂｙ　ｏｔｈｅｒｓ　ｔｏｏ，　ａ　ｆａｉｒ　ｎｕｍｂｅｒ　ａｒｅ　ａｌｓｏ　ｗｅａｒｉｎｇ　ｆａｃｅ　ｍａｓｋｓ．　Ｔｕｒｋｉｓｈ　ａｉｒｌｉｎｅｓ　ｔｅｎｄ　ｔｏ　ｄｉｓｈ　ｏｕｔ　ｔｈｅｓｅ　ｓｍａｌｌ　ｂａｇｓ　ｏｆ　ｓｔｕｆｆ　ｅｖｅｒｙ　ｆｌｉｇｈｔ　（ｄｉｆｆｅｒｅｎｔ　ｏｎｅｓ　ｅａｃｈ　ｔｉｍｅ　Ｉ　ｔｈｉｎｋ，　ｓｏｃｋｓ，　ｔｏｏｔｈ　ｂｒｕｓｈ　ａｎｄ　ｐａｓｔ，　ｓｌｅｅｐ　ｍａｓｋ，）　ｆｅｅｌｓ　ｓｕｃｈ　ａ　ｂｌｏｏｄｙ　ｗａｓｔｅ　ｏｆ　ｓｔｕｆｆ．　ｖｅｒｙ　ｃｕｔｅ　ｈｏｓｔｅｓｓ　ｗｉｔｈ　ｗｈｏｍ　Ｉ　ｆｌｉｒｔ　ｔｈｒｏｕｇｈｏｕｔ　ｔｈｅ　ｆｌｉｇｈｔ　ｇｏｏｄ　ｆｕｎ．　Ｌｉｎｇ　ｆｌｉｇｈｔ　ｂｕｔ　Ｉ　ｄｏ　ｍａｎａｇｅ　ｔｏ　ｓｌｅｅｐ　ａ　ｆａｉｒ　ｂｉｔ，　ｔｈｅｙ　ｓｅｒｖｅ　ｆｏｏｄ　ｆｏｒ　ｗｈａｔ　ｗｏｕｌｄ　ｂｅ　ｎｏｒｍａｔ　ｔｉｍｅ　ｏｆ　１　ａ．ｍ　ａｎｄ　ｔｈｅｎ　ａｂｏｕｔ　９　ａ．ｍ　ｗｈｉｃｈ　ｃｏｎｆｕｓｅｓ　ｔｈｅ　ｓｙｓｔｅｍ．　Ｉ　ｍａｎａｇｅ　ｔｏ　ｏｐｅｎ　ｔｈｅ　ｌｏｏ　ｄｏｏｒ　ｏｎ　ａｎｄ　ａ　ｓｃｒｅａｍ　ｒｉｓｅｓ　ｆｒｏｍ　ｔｈｅ　Ｊａｐａｎｅｓｅ　ｌａｄｙ　ｏｎ　ｔｔｈｅ　ｔｏｉｌｅｔ！　ｎｏ　ｅｙｅ　ｃｏｎｔａｃｔ　ｗｈｅｎ　ｓｈｅ　ｃｏｍｅｓ　ｏｕｔ　ｅｖｅｎｔｕａｌｌｙ，　Ｉ　ｗａｓ　ｇｏｉｎｇ　ｔｏ　ｍａｋｅ　ａｐｐｏｌｏｇｅｔｉｃ　ｎｏｉｓｅｓ．　Ｉ　ｎｏｔｉｃｅ　ｓｈｅ　ｉｓ　ｎｏｔ　ｔｈｅ　ｏｎｌｙ　ｏｎｅ　ｎｏｔ　ｌｏｃｋｉｎｇ　ｔｈｅ　ｄｏｏｒ　ｂｅｈｉｎｄ　ｈｅｒ／ｔｈｅｍ！　
Ａｌｍｏｓｔ　ｆｏｒｇｏｔ，　ｔｈｅｙ　ａｒｅ　ｑｕｉｔｅ　ｓｔｒｉｃｔ　ｏｎ　ｆｌｕｉｄｓ　ｔａｋｅｎ　ｉｎｔｏ　ｂｏａｒｄｉｎｇ　ａｒｅａ　ｓｏ　ｏｎｅ　Ｊａｐａｎｅｓｅ　ｌａｄｙ　ｉｓ　ｍｏｓｔ　ｄｉｓａｐｏｉｎｔｅｄ　ｗｈｅｎ　ｈｅｒ　２　ｃａｎｓ　ｏｆ　ｔｕｒｋｉｓｈ　ｂｅｅｒ　ｉｓ　ｃｏｎｆｉｓｃａｔｅｄ　ｆｒｏｍ　ｈｅｒ　ｈａｎｄ　ｌｕｇｇａｇｅ，　ｔｈｅｙ　ｏｆｆｅｒ　ｆｏｒ　ｈｅｒ　ｔｏ　ｄｒｉｎｋ　ｔｈｅｎ　ｗｈｉｃｈ　ｓｈｅ　ｄｏｅｓ　ｎｏｔ　ａｎｄ　ｔｈｅｙ　ａｒｅ　ｐｏｕｒｅｄ　ａｗａｙ，　ｎｏ　ｉｄｅａｓ　ｗｈａｔ　Ｅｆｅｓ　ｂｅｅｒ　ｔａｓｔｅｓ　ｌｉｋｅ　ｂｕｔ　ｄｏｎｔ　ｗａｎｔ　ｔｏ　ｄｒｉｎｋ　ｗｈｉｌｅ　ｆｌｙｉｎｇ　ｅｉｔｈｅｒ．
 
Ｃｈａｔｔｉｎｇｔｏ　Ｔｏｓｈｉｋｏ　ｍｙ　ｔｒａｖｅｌ　ｃｏｍｐａｎｉｏｎ　ｉ　ｄｅｃｉｄｅ　ｔｏ　ｇｏ　ｓｔｒａｉｇｈｔ　ｔｏ　Ｋｙｏｔｏ　ｉｎｓｔｅａｄ　ｏｆ　ｏｖｅｒｎｉｇｈｔ　ｓｔａｙ　ａｔ　Ｏｓａｋａ　ｗｈｉｃｈ　ｅｖｅｎ　ｆｒｏｍ　ｍｙ　ｂｒｉｅｆ　ｓｅａｒｃｈ　ｏｆ　ｔｒａｖｅｌ　ｃａｔａｌｏｇｕｅｓ　ｉｓ　ｈａｒｄｌｙ　ｍｅｎｔｉｏｎｅｄ　ａｎｙｗｈｅｒｅ．　Ｈｅｒ　ｔａｘｉ　ｉｓ　ｆｕｌｌ　ｓｏ　Ｉ　ｍａｋｅ　ｍｙ　ｏｗｎ　ｗａｙ　ｂｙ　ｔｒａｉｎ，　ａｓ　ａ　ｖｉｓｉｔｏｒ　ｍｙ　ｔｉｃｋｅｔ　ｉｓ　ｃｈｅａｐｅｒ　ｔｈａｎ　ｎｏｒｍａｌ，　ｎｉｃｅ　ｔｒａｉｎｓ，　ａｓ　ｉ　ｗａｉｔ　ｆｏｒ　ｔｈｅ　ｔｒａｉｎ　ｔｏ　ｂｅ　ｃｌｅａｎｅｄ　ｂｅｆｏｒｅ　ｂｏａｒｄｉｎｇ，　ｔｈｅ　ｓｅａｔｓ　ｓｗｉｖｅｌ　ｅｌｅｃｔｒｉｃａｌｌｙ　ｔｏ　ｆａｃｅ　ａｌｌ　ｔｈｅ　ｓａｍｅ　ｗａｙ！
 
Ｏｈ，　ｔｈｅ　Ｊａｐａｎｅｓｅ　ｓｅｅｍ　ｔｏ　ｌｉｋｅ　ｈａｖｉｎｇ　ｌｏｔｓ　ｏｆ　ｐｅｏｐｌｅ　ｄｏｉｎｇ　ｓａｍｅ　ｊｏｂ；　ｏｒ　ｏｎｅ　ｐｅｒｓｏｎ　ｄｏｉｎｇ　ｔｈｅ　ｗｏｒｋ　ｗｈｉｌｅ　５　ｏｔｈｅｒｓ　ａｄｍｉｎｉｓｔｅｒ　ｏｒ　ｓｕｐｅｒｖｉｓｅ，　ｉｔ　ｔｏｏｋ　５　ＦＩＶＥ　ｐｅｏｐｌｅ　ｔｏ　ｃｈａｎｇｅ　ｍｙ　ｍｏｎｅｙ，　Ｉ　ｗａｓ　ｌｕｃｋｙ　ｉｆ　ｉ　ｗａｓｎｔ　ｆｉｌｌｉｎｇ　ｔｈｅ　ｆｏｒｍｓ　（ｙｅｓ　ｙｏｕ　ｄｏ　ｆｉｌｌ　ｆｏｒｍｓ　ａｎｄ　ｏｎｅ　ｆｏｒｍ　ｐｅｒ　ｃｕｒｒｅｎｃｙ）　ｔｈｅｒｅ　ｗｏｕｌｄ　ｐｒｏｂａｂｌｙ　ｈａｖｅ　ｂｅｅｎ　６　ｏｒ　ｍｏｒｅ！
 
Ｉｔ　ｗａｓ　ａ　ｇｏｏｄ　ｉｄｅａ　ｔｏ　ｇｏ　ｔｏ　Ｋｙｏｔｏ，　ｓｏ　ｍｕｃｈ　ｔｏ　ｓｅｅ，　ｓａｗ　ｍｕｃｈ　ｌｅｓｓ　ｔｈａｎ　ｉ　ｈｏｐｅｄ　ａｓ　ｉ　ａｍ　ｔｒｙｉｎｇ　ｔｏ　ｒｅｃｏｖｅｒ　ｆｒｏｍ　ａ　１７　ｈｏｕｒ　ｔｒｉｐ．　
Ｐｒｏｂｌｅｍｓ　－　ｌａｎｇｕａｇｅ；　ｖｅｒｙ　ｌｉｔｔｌｅ　ｉｓ　ｗｒｉｔｔｅｎ　ｉｎ　Ｅｎｇｌｉｓｈ　ａｎｄ　ｖｅｒｙ　ｌｉｔｔｌｅ　ｓｐｏｋｅｎ　ｔｏｏ
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