The next day...
We began the morning in Cesme in the wonderful hotel but with a crappy breakfast.
The next 4 hours we spent on a bus that almost left without Rana save for my killer Turkish skills. Evidently I said that "my girlfriend is a toilet" instead of “my girlfriend is in the bathroom. Please don’t leave.” We found ourselves in Bodrum where Rana’s family has a wonderful little summerhouse. Unfortunately it was not well sealed. We cleaned and fought tiny arachnids all day until a relaxing dinner with her papa (who happend to be ın town). I was surprised by the spice of my penne alla arrabiata! Yum. Then home for wine on the deck…exit papa.
We Fell in love with sunsets all over again.
We woke the next morning to the beautiful mid morning sun and promptly feel back asleep. Later we made our way to the store and bought breakfast groceries and fresh bread. Fresh bread here is about 75 cents and it tastes amazing. Rana and I whipped up a yummy little breakfast though we didn’t have much in the way of spices.
Kisses (üpajüklar)
1 comment:
I fucking miss you, and your toilet/girlfriend... whatever we're calling her these days :)
I love you both. Come home? Pleases?
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