And she only takes it out on me some of the time...

Aesthetically, Istanbul reminds me a little bit of a woman experiencing womanly issues during that time of the month. So many highs and so many lows, and obvious confusion about which was t'go.

The city seems t'be heavily influenced by all things Western in some regard (Europe's biggest mall...as many Starbucks as kebap shops) but in some regards, the city likes t'kick it old school (Mosques that tower above the malls and thin, winding roads).

But anyway, I came up with that analogy on the bus the other day and I think I just wanted t'try it out on you guys, and share my favourite photo from this gig so far.