dear daisy,
i always wanted to travel like anthony bourdain's no reservation or parts unknown, or at least rewriting my own version of lonely planet. blergh.. i had no idea of what to do when i first arrived at ataturk havalimani (airport) that early dawn from malaysia. i was hungry and thinking about getting the best doner, durum and turkish tea from sidewalks - so i took a private tour from a random travel agency i could find.
i had my breakfast at a local coffee shop behind sultanahmet mosque, famously known as the blue mosque. it was tomatoes mixed with eggs and peppers - eaten with slices of bread. i had three cups of turkish tea that morning.
