Well, what a great bloody sleep… and hot arse in the kitchen for breakfast to boot! It’s our last day in the city, so we get showered and doll ourselves up before packing. For some reason, some of our bags are getting quite light while others get fatter and heavier: strange goings-on are afoot in the crazy super-village of Istanbul. We check out downstairs with our firend Ismael, and share some fun stories about Georgie boy from Texas before going for a wander.
A quick walk through the front garden at the Topaki palace reveals that, alas, the castle is huge and really old… ’nuff said. Next step is to return to a previous haunt for some turkish coffees and sweets before walking around aimlessly for shops etc. Very eager salesmen approach, one bloke even offers to “help us spend our money”. Such a giving bunch the Turkish peoples. The boys consider buying a water pipe to share with the crewz back in Aussie land, however it’s too exxy and difficult to carry. Pimpus does buy a nice bowl for his mum however, making the other boys realise they’ll need to pick up their a-game to show their old girls how much they love them… duty-free piss doesn’t count unfortunately (or does it!?). Being cheap bastards, we decide to buy gifts in Thailand instead where the Baht is much nicer to the Aussie Dollar 
With time running out, lunch is on the cards… and to only 1/10th of our surprise, we are ripped off; given the wrong meals and overcharged accordingly. It is now obvious this is customary practice in the big bul’. However, they did make our stomachs happy indeed.
Final stop in Istanbul is to the Hostel to chill on the rooftop terrace for a final few quiet ones. Our new friend Jess joins us, a seasoned globe-trotting veteran; where hasn’t this guy lived!? We’re all inspired to become better individuals by this guy… Glenn is going salsa dancing, Mattchu’s going to traverse South America solo whilst Carlos and Craigy are intent on becoming serious golfers, pokers and midnight tokers. Thanks Jess for your inspiration (even though you have a girly name!).
Suddently it’s time to depart… taxis, security, boarding etc. And he we are, writing this blog on a flight to Bangkok (via fucking Frankfurt, 3 hrs in the wrong direction. Silly, innit!?!?). One shudders to think what debaunchery lies ahead for the boys in the land of ping pong balls and lady-boys.
Carl, Paul, Glenn, Matt (insert wackyworldtour theme names here).
Crackles said
“Pokers and midnight tokers…” now that got my interest.
Some observations …
1. Old-girl prezzies are a great idea (and duty-free is good)
2. All that time in Turkey and no mention of ‘Turkish Delights’ gets me a little worried. Don’t give up now boys!
3. A water pipe would be very hard to light.
Finally, keep up the good work, we all look forward to your daily precis of events.
Crackles (not Craggles)
Guitar Hero said
Hey guys, enjoying the up-to-date exclusive insight into your world tour. Why don’t you just cut and paste the following, “arrived in (insert country name), got pissed on (insert preferred ethanol based beverage), met heaps of hot chicks (fail to insert photo evidence) and slept 4 men to a bed”. This would save you the hassle of having to retype it each time. You could have just gone to schoolies and saved a couple thousands dollars.
The above is just the ramblings of a jeolous, overweight man. Glad to hear your all having a great time and seem to be getting into the culture of each place.
PS. Can’t belive you had to gone to Istanbul to learn that the Turks are sneaky!
Mum Craig said
Enjoying all the tales of your adventures. Take care in Thailand, you can all enjoy yourselves but not too much.
Some Qld. news. It has been raining none stop for the last 4 days. Wind gusts of up to 130km.
The seas are huge here on the Gold Coast. They (who ever they are) recorded a 9.7m wave at Coolangatta. All thre beaches here and on the Sunshine Coast have been closed.
I have hauled all the outside furniture of the complex balconies as it was getting blown from one end to the other.
After 3 days, wind is now gusting at 70km. Noosa is flooded, lots of damage as they received 700mm of rain in one day.
Hey Matt – David Low Way (as you”ll know this road) has cracked up in places and caving in in some sections from all the rain.
Local news for Paul – Geelong won last weeks AFL game so Dad is chuffed.
Hope you enjoy the bars, women and grab those cheap pressies in Thailand, but never fear if you can’t find anything as I am very particle to the duty free alcohol line.
Love Mummy Craig
Guitar Hero said
The Craigs appear to have little to do based on the last few comments. As I am currently on nights I have had a lot of free time to read about your wacky adventures.
To demonstrate this lack of free time I have been thinking about your complaints regarding the expense of turkish coffee at $50 a round. I have pondered this for some time and given my current free time status, the patients of Logan Hospital have had to patiently wait in the ED as I googled the going price of turkish beverages to better comment on the market price.
I have found that “a cup of turkish coffee” goes for between $6-$10US, so no more complaints. Please see the following web address for evidence of the above
http://www.nextag.com/A-Cup-of-Turkish-55663581/prices-html
For those who work normal people hours, I apologies if you have wasted your time reading this pointless 4am comment.