On the Bosphorous.
The pretty flowers. PLASTIC! I'm thinking I might be part Turkish. And when I grow up rather than killing things, I'll just stick plastic plants everywhere. No one will know for better. If anyone gives me crap, I'll just tell them I'm saving the earth by saving water. Or mention my guilt at serial plant killing, which is a talent of mine.
Second coffee of the day (but I think our hostel served us instant so that doesn't count.). First Turkish Coffee of the trip.
Third coffee. First espresso. Best smelling coffee in a long ass time.
I think this is Mosque Sofia.
I want to make this tree and put it in my room. Or my living room. Or my kitchen. Or the bathroom.