Saturday, May 23, 2015

In the rain we tested the old Greek theater and sing along with our John as one of our, John Kranjs


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She is sweet, sweeter pe foam and sweetest in the end. As Turkish coffee. The first is a sweet, while they are trying to make orders coffee with a little sugar. Then you learn that the classic Orta šekerli and is a bit sweeter. In the end, you realize that the easiest way to order a coffee and you get what najslajšo. Because otherwise it is not right and one is the best. She is our and memorable.
Day in Istanbul passed pe foam like a dream. The majestic building, the first Turkish delicacies and an afternoon haggling in the bazaars. Indescribable crowd, warm spring sun, growing city. We occupied the seller Serb and drank all his stock of refreshments. How did he know to be right there at the exact time when one thinks that's a bit thirsty? Almost all day we walk, we finally saw the sea. That sea, through pe foam which passes on the day thousands and thousands of people on the way to all sorts of errands ... Because the city lies on both sides of straits. We feel the next day, when we were resurrected together with the sun and drove along the Asian part of the city to the port and from there across the sea. The wind in your hair, hot tea in hand, chasing the horizon ...
Pokosilna siesta and we have already turned aside from the main road there somewhere into the unknown. We stopped in the first village and occupied the main village tea room. Just where are all the women gone? Soon we discovered that the villagers more photographed us as we them. We were real stars and the whole village had gathered to view what is happening and why only we have what we take from somewhere. Many were laughing because that us was the most common language of all. Smiling we went in the evening and spend the night somewhere between the villages in the city where he once reigned over the famous ancient Pergamon.
And the drugs even more famous Galen. Perhaps you know the morning walking bare feet after the dew? And mud baths and much more ... The wind drove us not, a few drops of either. We refreshments with fresh pomegranate juice, which is a real elixir of health and already hitting the top go to the coast, where we were waiting for ... Mooorje!
In the rain we tested the old Greek theater and sing along with our John as one of our, John Kranjska John. Our voice is echoing across the valley of the Great Meander. And turn off the rain, although a few short minutes, but only. O, how fortunate we are to see a rainy Turkey. Otherwise, you would never know how it looks. The positive and enthusiastic, we tackled pe foam a cestico between huge boulders unusual surroundings. When they emerged. As time. From all ends of the boiling out into the open. More and more of them. Are we at risk?
They attacked us from all sides. And in the end no one away without at least one scarves or bracelets. They were in fact the village ladies, who in his spare time selling anything is possible. And inform in which Long sees a bus full of unsuspecting visitors. You can not, it would not be anything to buy. If nothing else, at least some homemade soap from olive oil, which hide deeper into their shopping bag. The group has twice increased when the ladies walked with us side by side toward a goal above the village. Beautiful views and a magnificent sunset is filled smiling pe foam and babbling zasopihanih entrepreneurs. It is simply magical.
After soaking in champagne Cleopatra bath we who instantly a large lake. On the way suddenly appeared large field of poppies. Which was not the classic red, but pale to dark purple. What is this? It is has - has, says Janez. Fields opium poppy used to seek morphine. Supervised by the state, with the help of satellites. Of course, pe foam we stopped to look at the matter more closely. No previous Minutka when the car ahead boil Jandarme, some sort of police security service. Now we are there. They punish us. You guys get out, armed with rifles. We hides in the bus. We look at how Janez talk with them and hope for the best. First comes the bus Janez with a sour face. What is it? The mouth of it

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