Flowings of Your Everlasting Taffyman

Third time is a charm.... (the last 2 got erased)

If u sent me any e mails in the past few days please send them over again, because i accidently erased a few. PLEASE SEND THEM AGAIN

and now a word on bussing with the Bulgarian Mafia.

So 3 cartons of tax free (in between boarders) camels is 18 Euro which is just under 20 which i believe is the limit for tax free goods or something, so 3 cartons at 18 times approx 18-40 passengers each time ah mad cash....

and in return they "buy" you soup at a local restaurant, ah yes now that is business. The funny old Italian woman next to me stole her 3 cartons but doesn't smoke, i guess coming from Malta though she is used to dealing with Mafia types. (stereotyping Sicily, sadddd)

and of course like any good Mafia associate i had to have a name, unfortunately mine was "Minnesota"

oh well that was the bus ride last night, 100 usd visa to get into turkey they were upset i had to pay in euros.



The funny old Italian woman's joke.

three men who stuttered went to the church for help. The priest told them if they sold bibles to people they would be healed.
So they all set out splitting up to go sell. At the end of the day, the 1st one came back, and the priest asked "how many did u sell?" he stuttered out "oonnnllllyyyyy onnneeee"
the second came back and the priest asked again "how many did you sell?"
the second one answered "IIIIII SSSSSSOOOOOLLLLDDDD TWWWOOOOO."
the third came back, and the priest again asked him the same question he asked the others.
"III SSSOOOOOLLLDDDD THHHEEEMMM AALLLLL." the priest amazed asked him "how did you do that?"

he answered "i TTTTOOOOLLLDDD tHHeeemmm ifffffff theeeeyyyy didddddddddddddnnnntttttt buuyyyyyyy onnneeeeeee iiiiiiii woooooouuuullllldddddddd keeeeeeeeeeeppppppp rreeeeaddddddddinnnnngggggggg iiiiitttttt ttotto theeemmmm."


ok so its not that funny but she was like 60.

so if u haven't figured it out, i am in Istanbul. Thats in turkey. This morning i woke up at a bus station and several friendly people helped me find my way to the hostel. I mean i would still be out looking if not for them, it was like hours away. But now i am in the old part of town like with the blue mosque and everything. In fact i could probably see it if i walked out the door. Um i meet my mom tomorrow at a hotel a few blocks away, that will be interesting. So believe them when they say "they ill try to sell you carpets."
"i have no need of a carpet" i tell them nicely.
"you would buy the carpet for 10euro no?" "no i would not buy the carpet for 1 euro"

but maybe i do like green eggs and ham u never know...


the grand bazaar or whatever was interesting a little bit crowded and too big but i saw all the clothes spices and gold i ever wanted to.

hmm what else can i tell ya, i walked along the shore and looked at asia. Its not so far from here u know, in fact its probably like 4 blocks from my hostel, and makes up (i think) the majority of this city.

the water is dark blue and light blue, and a little green. I saw a fisherman catch a big fish off the shore. His friends helped him bring it in and cheered him on.

i have very few mins left on my phone card so i will either have to buy anew one to call home or just not call ever. That means once again if u want something from me e mail me and i will send ya something. Like ur address would be helpful. yes most helpful. now i sound like one of these guys offering me drugged up drinks.

at around 4:30 or 5:30 (it was still dark i couldna see my watch) the praying began. Interesting sound. 5times a day but i haven't heard any more so maybe they only do the wake up one out loud.

i guess that is it for now.

The vision is pure now let it be you

peace and love