The Amazing Adventures of Kyrgyzstan and Col

Part V: Chapter One: Oh, the places you'll go.

From the living room of H. Renwick's, I sit and write this post. It wasn't weird to see her again at all. I'm like that with my friends, and it's a good thing because I do such a poor job communicating with them as it is. It was like I was talking to her on the phone and then had an incoming call on the other line, took it, leaving her on call-waiting, and then clicked back 10 months later. I'm her 12th guest to visit. If anything, that says a lot about the cat she is.

The time difference from Kyrgyzstan is 6 hours, but I refuse to give into my exhaustion. I almost made it last night, but fell asleep before the final outcome of Italy versus France. It's been strange living abroad and being immersed into cultures that actually care about football... I mean, soccer.

Anyway, I've decided to post some pictures since I don't have to pay by the minute. Sofia is a great city. I just can't speak the language.

This is not Sofia. This is my village home. Dig it.


My humble abode. Jety-Oguz.


Istanbul. View from the top.


Matching Lacoste polos are the latest rage on a morning in Turkey.


Fastfood nation. This is the first burger I've had in a long, long time.


When I have the time, I'll compile new pictures from my week here.

Bounce.

posted by C @ 8:09 PM