Part Two: Izmir

Now when I think of this city, so many thoughts flood my mind. It is not a city in a far away land, but a place I actually tried to reside in for a small time. I had placed a lot of dreams and fantasies here, but instead was greeted with reality, sometimes an unwelcome but necessary acquaintance.

I learned so much about myself in Izmir, and for that I am grateful.

The photo tour:

Clockwise from top left: Sitting by the Aegean Sea; The famed clock-tower in the center of Izmir; Efes, the beer of Turkey; Turkish friends that I met through couchsurfing.

The Turkish flag, EVERYWHERE. I love it.

A park in the middle of the city.

Proof that I am a Turkish Gangstaaaaa.

Some picture proof of the crowdedness of the city. Perfectly fine for some, smothering for me.

A Michael Jackson bar & restaurant. I WAS IN HEAVEN!

A very intense warning on a cigarette pack. haha!

Turkish motto: If you ain't gotta place to park, use the sidewalk. :D

Top: Kordon, the wavy walkway by the sea. Middle: My couchsurfing roommate's kitty. Bottom: An AWESOME puppet show we attended. One of the best performances I have ever seen.

And so my Izmir post comes to an end. There's not much more to say, other than it's been real!

**Listening to "Last Goodbye" by Jeff Buckley.

"Oh the bells in the church tower chime, burning clues into this heart of mine."