Even these boys with their short little legs had to stop and wait for me to catch up.
And it seemed like every time we stopped, we were surrounded by stray cats and dogs. Well fed and well kept stray dogs.
Our hotel was just around the corner from the Hagia Sophia and the Blue Mosque. They provided a nice backdrop for our frequent breaks.
I thought this roasted corn would be amazing. It was mediocre at best.
But don't tell Ike, he liked it.
I should name this baby Sahlep Proffitt since I drank so much of that stuff.
We also drank lots of freshly squeezed orange and pomegranate juice. Many of the cafes and public parks had free Wifi, which was often faster than the internet at our hotel.
Speaking of our hotel...
This is the crib they provided. One side was broken so Ike could crawl out and onto Clark's sleeping face whenever he felt like it. I love spending time with my kids and I will always remember this vacation as one full of family closeness and bonding, but MAN was I glad to get home and crawl back into my own perfectly-distanced-from-my-children bed. Heaven.
2 comments:
You should look up what the word Sahlep means before you call your baby that. :o) I did just to see what it meant other than the drink.
http://www.dictionary30.com/meaning/Salep
There you go, just to make it easy for you.
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