Some of what went on

The highly anticipated weekend with Stig and Anna was awesome. First let me back up. They got here on Wednesday night which meant a trip to Ataturk airport after work. I already wrote about the welcoming ceremony with the beer, but here's another picture. 

The following morning, I cooked a Turkish kind of breakfast that we enjoyed all together. It was tough to leave for work with guests eager to explore my city back at home. I wanted to take them all around myself. I did the next best thing: I drew a map, handed them an akbil (from "akıllı bilet" = smart ticket = for getting around), and gave them some ideas for where to go. 

 

When I got home, they shared details from the day with me and then we went out for a traditional Turkish dinner at Otantik Anadolu Yemekleri (Authentic Anatolian Foods) on Nail Bey street in Kadıköy. We tried a little of everything including mantı and gözleme. Stig and Anna both really loved the place and mentioned that meal every evening afterward for the rest of the visit. This was pretty much exactly what happened when Hyde was here. It seems like O.A.Y. is the perfect spot for the first dinner when friends visit.

Friday after work I was exhausted, yet I was energized by knowing that 9 days of vacation had just started. Here in Turkey, it's the Holiday of the Slaughter where everyone celebrates Abraham's willingness to murder his kid by slaughtering a sheep. The message I take away from it all? Child murder isn't cool no matter who you think is telling you do it and also don't be a sheep. Maybe question the voices in your head from time to time especially when they start telling you to do absolutely crazy shit. Please people? But you can't really argue with a 9-day holiday.

Anyway, the three of us spent the evening in Taksim. It was so crowded, but we had fun. We joined up with Pınar and went to Nevizade. I knew a place with a view, but it required climbing a lot of stairs. In fact at one point, I heard Stig and Anna laughing about the stairs after maybe the 7th flight. It was pretty funny actually. You think ok this must be the last flight but then around the corner there is another set of stairs waiting. The view was great. Stig and I each grabbed a 70cl beer and played the observation game. That's where you try to guess things about other people, couples, groups at other tables based on their behavior, what's on their table, etc etc. We were in the perfect place for such a game.

From up there we could see dozens of tables below us at restaurants across the street. The people there clueless to the notion that there were others observing them from high above. We took turns describing the scenes we saw. She has a pack of cigarettes but no lighter- social smoker? She asks him for a light, but he gestures that he doesn't have one. What's more, he has no pack of his own and then he reaches for one of her cigarettes. So he rarely smokes and she doesn't know him well enough to know that. She begins to crane her neck for a waiter. The man sees her doing this and holds his hand out as if to say 'I got this' and then raises his hand in the air. A waiter sees. The waiter comes with a lighter. By that time the guy has taken a cigarette. Two social smokers- no tension over the smoking question. Her phone rings, she quickly answers. Who could it be? Wait, her purse and her coat are around her own chair rather than in the chair next to her. What's more the waiter hasn't removed the dining set from that spot. More company is arriving? Sure enough, a few minutes later a young woman arrives. The adventures continued. Stig and I would almost grow fond of certain couples or groups and would be sad when they asked for the check. Anyway, I love that game! It's so mind-stimulating. I found it addicting to watch.

Though Stig and Anna were here just a short time, they got to see many places and experience many of this city's delights. On the last evening together, we were in Ortaköy drinking salep.


It was a nice way to end the visit. We then rode the ferry back together.
 
The following morning, we went for a walk around Moda which is near my apartment. Then we made the long journey to the airport. I thanked them for the visit and they thanked me. They said I am invited to their place for Christmas. Sounds great- I hope it can work.

After leaving the airport, I called Safiye as I was approaching Zeytinburnu. She was around, so I got off the train. We went out for lunchtime drinks in Bakırköy at Mado. It was nice to see her again, but I was so tired and could hardly think of anything else but going home and sleeping. An hour or so later, I went to the docks to catch the fast catamaran ferry back to Asia. However, the ferry to Bostancı was about to leave and I didn't want to wait for the one fo Kadıköy. Twenty-five minutes later in Bostancı, I was walking toward the train station to go to Kadıköy, when I called my friend Batuhan. As I had guessed, he was right nearby at a favorite cafe of his. He was studying some materials for work and was really bored. We drank tea and talked about stuff. Apparently there was no football game for us to play in that evening. Suddenly, Batu looked at me and said "let's go to the Galatasaray game." I checked my cellphone. We would need to hurry.

An hour later we were through the traffic and in Mecidiyeköy at Ali Sami Yen Stadium. The atmosphere there was electric. The game was a few minutes in by the time we got there but still scoreless. We got our tickets, which by the way cost 31 liras. NOTHING in this country costs 31 liras! I don't mean the price is high, I mean when you hand them 40 or 50 liras, you're gonna get a bunch of coins back --and coins are not allowed into the stadium!! I mean GRRRRRRRR. Seriously, when you go out and buy nearly ANYTHING in this country its price is a multiple of 5 liras. I was appalled and severely annoyed. Thanks GS a**holes was a thought that I was surprised to have for the team I've always supported.

I hungrily ate sunflower seeds while I watched Galatasaray struggle to take control of what should have been an easy game. In the end they lost 0-2 to Manisaspor. The packed stadium wasn't having any of it. They yelled for the coach's resignation. Funny, since they sacked the other coach only a month ago. So hasty are these fans, such little patience. The Manisaspor fans had formed themselves into an appropriate '0' shape. Then a really strange thing happened as Galatasaray's own fans were booing them off the field. The lights went out! I'm all for energy conservation but this is just ridiculous. At least let us see our way out. Back to the booing... they're YOUR TEAM! Encourage them. Let them know it's ok and we'll kick the next team's ass. I am really liking this big club scene less and less. I think I will start supporting a 2nd or 3rd tier club to help bereave myself of this nonsense.
Batu and I laughed about the match on the way home. Then we learned that the game was back on. The football game that we were going to play in. I had hardly eaten all day. We grabbed sandwiches as we looked for a bus back to Kadıköy. I was super exhausted and now I was going to play football! Insanity.

The exercise was nice, but after the game I was totally depleted. We lost but by a narrow margin. Frustrating, but that was only appropriate given the Galatasaray match. I went home and slept for a long time.