A day of recovery, probably needing another

Trip Start Jun 24, 2011
Trip End Jul 14, 2011

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Monday, June 27, 2011

After a later start to the day and the discovery my foot was the cause of an extreme amount of pain, limping around town occurred at a much slower pace than the previous day's exertions. A smothering of tiger balm was only effective in discolouring my socks, so with that pointless treatment complete it was time to hit the cobbles once more and go a mosque-hoppıng again. The fabled Grand Bazaar was visited and quickly identified as a less-than-ideal place for a shopper so reluctant that sometimes the Internet is too crowded an experience - the shade in the park overlooking the Blue Mosque was a much preferred option and absorbed a large amount of my attentions.
The main event of the day was the cooking course, which once again proved to be a fantastic decision. The food was delicious regional and traditional Ottoman and Turkish cuisine and a welcome change from the kebabs and pides that become one's staple. The group was a combination of Aussies and Yanks and unfortunately half of us were teachers; upon this realisation it took no time at all for the six degrees to turn and for us to discover shared colleagues. Despite the occupational similarities it was still a fantastic experience that left me waddling back to the hostel and unfortunately back into the same group of rascals from the previous night.
Adamant I was to join them once again to farewell the Korean madman who would return home Tuesday morning, celebrations and drinks were enjoyed by all and the other side of the sunset was observed before they finally shafted us to begin the breakfast setup. Throughout the night the following observations were resoundingly approved:
* Raki, the Turkish aniseed spirit, is not delicious no matter what it is mixed with
* My Australian accent is so pronounced that I am mostly unintelligible for both Englısh and non-Englısh speakers, the Brazilian girls required the translation of the Irish guy to make any sense of what I was saying
* The Turkish sunrise looks great and the bar doesn't stay open long enough
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