Vol 47 Vacation Part 2

October 1st Alrighty, I am in the second country now. Have spent the first 2 days in the capitol city, getting my bearings. Today, after much walking around I sat beside a group of highschool students sitting on some grass. I have to take it easy with the walking these days as I have had something strange happen to my legs. I spent my last full day in Turkey (yes, Turkey, for those of you had not figured it out) walking all over Istanbul, soaking up the culture, taking a ton of photos and eating the delicious street foods. I walked for about ten hours. And it was hot out. I had been invited to another party with the same people I had hung out with when I first arrived. So I was sitting in the coolest bar/club ever, called Pulp (5 stories, a different bar on each floor, 2 live bands) when I noticed that my legs felt strange. Tingly. I lifted my pantleg and found this:

Yikes! I left the coolest bar ever, went back to where I was staying, put my feet up and Googled "legs walking red" and found out I had Golfers Vasculitis. Semi-common with long distance walkers in hot weather, especially with older people. So it's official- I'm old.

Anyway, there I was today, sitting in the grass when I realized my camera was gone. One of those little highschool f*@kers had stolen my camera. They all claimed not to have seen anything. Spent some quality time at the police station. Tomorrow I will return to the scene of the crime and offer a reward to the students for the return of my camera. A local is going to go to the area where stolen goods are sold to see if it has shown up there and to buy it back.

I cried. I cried in the grass. I cried at the police station. That camera cost me more than I can now afford. And I don't want a cheap one. And all the photos I had taken today are on it. As are the photos of my family and friends which I never delete. Because I love you guys and I look at them all the time. Luckily I had burned all of the previous photos to cd last night. And I cried because with my leaky memory I will not remember the things I saw today without those photos.

I am trying not to let it get me down, even though it delays my leaving this city. And I want to leave. Not the best city in the world (I guess that's a hint). The first photo I was going to post of this country is one I took today. And so it is stolen. And so I offer you this one. Taken from the air as I arrived. All the other photos I have from yesterday give away the location. I will post more photos when I have solved my camera problem.



October 2d Today when I woke my first thought was "My camera was stolen". I've thought about it alot and realized how very important my camera has become in my life. If I don't have a photo of something I simply won't remember it. This afternoon a very nice man who lives here took me to search for a camera like mine. It took a while but we finally found almost the same camera. Mine was a Canon Powershot A720 and we found an A710, the model that mine replaced. After much haggling over the price I bought it. It is likely a stolen camera, which felt kinda strange but I'm back in business. Yay! I immediately started taking photos but none of them will work for this blog guessing game. So I searched online and found this photo of the place my camera was stolen by those teenage f*@kers; Hopefully no one will recognize it. Don't want to make it too easy....


Finally tomorrow morning I will leave this city and go to the one I have been wanting to visit. Hopefully I will be able to post from there....

Oct 4th I am loving this country but I will not be able to post much.... Another photo for the guessing.



Oct 6th Last post before I return home. These are not my photos, but I've been here on this trip. So, where in the world is Susan Sarada?