Türkiye Day I

My poopsie, Jairus decided one day to travel to the
magical land of Turkey.
He invited me along.
I died.
We're home now.
It was magical.
And I'm still dying.
(please understand not one of these pictures comes close
to looking, tasting, smelling, feeling or sounding anything like
they were like experiencing in real life but for
records sake, I will try and portray them to the best of my ability)

Our first flight... of many

Jairus' Ambien moment...
Candy was floating...

This is our driver, Mustafa who escorted us
from the airport to our hotel.

Mustafa was kind enough to welcome us with bottled
water and Turkish Delight.

Luxury.

Our hotel room.
I've never had a better night's sleep in all my life.

My comfortable, elegant and classy slippers.

Jairus deep in thought people watching
at our favorite cafe, Mado.

Baklava (that melts in your mouth) & Turkish Coffee

Sultjash
or Turkish rice pudding.
I don't like rice pudding, but Sultjash
is heaven on Earth.

Oh Kosi, how I love thee.
(A plain yogurt like cream that Turks & Albanians
eat with every meal)

The pigeon man and his pigeons on the Bosphorus.