The beginning in Istanbul
Current Location: Istanbul, Turkey
So my first leg of 150 days in Europe has just started in Istanbul and truth to be told, it gets lonely at times and I am dying to talk to people. I mean I need to tell someone the marvels of the harem and the beautiful sites and not keep it to myself or pour everything on Facebook that can get annoying for people reading it at work. I mean if I were them, I would be like what is wrong with this person and what he has to complain, living his dream and all while others can't.
The thing about hostels is that while it's great to meet people, you don't always hit it off with other travellers and especially those in a group. That's one thing good about going through it alone - you can't hide behind a group and more aware of your surrounding and desperation makes you reach for others. I am about to meet some local folks that I found on Couchsurfing so that should be interesting.
Istanbul have been amazing from the start - no one told me the terrain is not flat, it's pretty hilly here and there hence it formed this really nice landscape perfect for pictures. You would assume that fasting month could be a big deal - it's not. Food is plenty and you catch a lot of people eating and drinking alcohol in the middle of the day without being judged. That's very different from back home.
There's still a lot of places to go and see but mainly I will conserve my energy by chilling out a little (don't want to exert myself and get sick, something that you learnt from previous experiences) and focus on one or two more things. I also learn to make do when it comes to food and experimenting with budget. While it shouldn't always haunt me but I can't help but have money issues at the back of my mind. It's not like I can't afford it, it's just the old self trying to make and keep for rainy days, basically trying to get control of life when to begin with, who really have control eh? Okay, getting too philosophical so I am getting off now.
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So my first leg of 150 days in Europe has just started in Istanbul and truth to be told, it gets lonely at times and I am dying to talk to people. I mean I need to tell someone the marvels of the harem and the beautiful sites and not keep it to myself or pour everything on Facebook that can get annoying for people reading it at work. I mean if I were them, I would be like what is wrong with this person and what he has to complain, living his dream and all while others can't.
The thing about hostels is that while it's great to meet people, you don't always hit it off with other travellers and especially those in a group. That's one thing good about going through it alone - you can't hide behind a group and more aware of your surrounding and desperation makes you reach for others. I am about to meet some local folks that I found on Couchsurfing so that should be interesting.
Istanbul have been amazing from the start - no one told me the terrain is not flat, it's pretty hilly here and there hence it formed this really nice landscape perfect for pictures. You would assume that fasting month could be a big deal - it's not. Food is plenty and you catch a lot of people eating and drinking alcohol in the middle of the day without being judged. That's very different from back home.
There's still a lot of places to go and see but mainly I will conserve my energy by chilling out a little (don't want to exert myself and get sick, something that you learnt from previous experiences) and focus on one or two more things. I also learn to make do when it comes to food and experimenting with budget. While it shouldn't always haunt me but I can't help but have money issues at the back of my mind. It's not like I can't afford it, it's just the old self trying to make and keep for rainy days, basically trying to get control of life when to begin with, who really have control eh? Okay, getting too philosophical so I am getting off now.
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Okay enjoy yourself and tempt me more!