Tonight.

I sat in traffic for 2 hours. I drank good, free wine. I felt like I was living an episode of Sex and the City. I saw the “hip” side of Istanbul. I ate the best dessert of my life, followed by the best potato borek of my life. I got a free tequila shot at my favorite bar, and I finally felt like Istanbul is my home. 

30 days? What? 

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