I miss sitting outside the Blue Mosque in Istanbul.
Inhaling watermelon, gnawing on corn on the cob, and slurping back tea while the calls to prayer echo throughout the city.
I have only been home a few weeks, but I’m dying to go back.
I’ve often thought if I could travel for a living, I’d be a very happy little camper.
i would love to travel for a living too… travel and eat.
OMG, Quelle, you need to get a show on the Food Network!
Travel for a living–what a dream. It makes me envy the authors of Lonely Planet guides. :)
i always envy those guys on lonely planet and departures. what a great gig.