Day 31 - Hitting the Grand Bazaar
I get up around 2pm and quickly jump into the shower. Just as I am finishing up, the phone rings. Moishii hangs up just as I walk out of the bathroom. "QUICK!!! PACK YOUR STUFF!! WE'RE GETTING EVICTED!!!!!". WTF? Before I could even ask what was going on, Moishii swimgs around and starts packing his shit up. In amongst us HURLING stuff into our suitcases, he managed to explain to me that Bellboy found us a better room and he's coming up now to help us move. Wait, now? Like NOW? I've barely had time to shove my clothes line of underwear that I left up to dry into my suitcase, that Bellboy comes crashing into our bedroom.
Next thing you know, he starts grabbing our stuff and dragging it out of the room. We've got stuff spilling out of the bags as he's dragging them down the hallway. I'm shoving whatever I can find into whatever bag there is before Bellboy runs off with it. Before we've barely moved everything into the new room, the cleaners moved in. It was complete chaos. I even left behind a bag of toiletries in the old room which the cleaners returned to us.
So we're finally in the new room and I'm still dripping wet since I haven't dried my hair since getting out of the shower. It took us a good 30mins to sort ourselves out, including sorting through our stuff since we were packing whatever we saw. Regardless of who's property it was. The great thing about the new room is that there is a window facing Maestro. I threw the window open, screamed Christine and slammed it shut. God that feels good.
We finally got ready for breakfast around 3pm when we walked past our old room and managed to sneak a photo:
The bloody aircon
After breakfast, we decided to go for a walk to the nearest supermarket and to pick up some cough syrup for me. As we were walking there, Moishii started pointing out all the guys checking me out. Infact, this guy standing outside a restaurant practically pulled a muscle in his neck trying to look down my top. Quite scary actually, considering a heap of the younger generations are walking around in bikini tops. Pfffft.
Anyway, we decided to hit the Grand Bazaar today. First stop was the jewellery guy:

We dropped by where Moishii ended up buying half of the store with him. We then went searching for Scarf guy. We found the shop with no problem, but there was no scarf guy! OH NO! This is as bad as no $40 woman!!
Disappointed, we started walking around randomly when we accidentally made contact with a guy. Next thing you know, we're suckered into this shop and I'm buying Turkish costumes for my nephews in there. We didn't mind too much since we ended up chatting with him and finding out he was Greek. What are the odds? And with our tradition of photos first, questions later, we asked him for a photo. He insisted on dressing me up to take a photo with him:

After walking around for awhile, we decided to go to our usual tea house at the Grand Bazaar for a rest. This is when we spot another Christine sugar daddy potential:

We continued shopping after our break where Moishii was obsessed about finding this 3D ceramic picture of Istanbul. We finally spotted one that he liked and started bargaining with the guy when he practically burps in Moishii's face.

We quickly made our purchases and did a runner. We almost tripped over this woman posing infront of her shop:

We thought we'd walk past Scarf guy again, just in case he shows up. He practically ends up leaping out of the shop at us! Since we had already spent a whole heap of money and I bought everything I needed from the Greek scarf guy, we were desperately trying to find something to buy from the original scarf guy. I don't even know why we needed to buy anything, especially when we know we can't be bothered bargaining with him and we're probably getting ripped off even when he says we get a special price. Anyway, next thing you know, it was a fashion parade!


Group shot!

We drop everything in the hotel and head across to Maestro for our lunch/dinner thing. We spotted that they did the vase casserole, which is apparently a Turkish delicacy and not commonly offered in restaurant. We just had to try it:
MmMmm Guvec! This was SO GOOD!!

Moishii practically ran into the wall when he came out of the shower and saw me sitting there like that! Hey! You gotta amuse yourself during the 10min commercial breaks!
We got changed and headed out to Ortakoy where we immediately hit the shops where I buy a heap of jewelery before we went to my favourite cafe. The first time I came to Ortakoy, we came to this cafe where they gave you blankets to wrap yourself in as you sit by the water enjoying your meal. I had the most orgasmic Kazandibi EVER. And I've been craving for it every since! However, when we got there, there was only ONE PIECE LEFT! We ordered it quick smart before it was all gone:


As we caught a cab back to the hotel, an alarm started beeping as we were crossing the bridge. We both thought the bridge was going to open to let a boat past, except this bridge doesn't open. We asked the taxi driver what was going on, and apparently the alarm signals that there may be an earthquake. Now we knew why we slammed on the gas. We could still hear the alarm as we get close to the hotel and we ask him to drop us off and we'll walk the rest of the way. I figured if there's an earthquake, its easier to find somewhere safe to hide on foot. Luckily nothing happened, which is a miracle by our terms.
All the excitement made my coughing fit worse, so we decided to stop by Maestro again on the way back to the hotel for some soup before bed. We went for tomato soup which had a strange addition...
We went back to the hotel room to pass out of the night, only rudely interrupted by the couple next door having wild animal sex that involved, what I was pretty sure of, spanking. So to retaliate. I threw myself against the door separating our rooms and put on my own "performance". That shut them up pretty quickly after that.
Next thing you know, he starts grabbing our stuff and dragging it out of the room. We've got stuff spilling out of the bags as he's dragging them down the hallway. I'm shoving whatever I can find into whatever bag there is before Bellboy runs off with it. Before we've barely moved everything into the new room, the cleaners moved in. It was complete chaos. I even left behind a bag of toiletries in the old room which the cleaners returned to us.
So we're finally in the new room and I'm still dripping wet since I haven't dried my hair since getting out of the shower. It took us a good 30mins to sort ourselves out, including sorting through our stuff since we were packing whatever we saw. Regardless of who's property it was. The great thing about the new room is that there is a window facing Maestro. I threw the window open, screamed Christine and slammed it shut. God that feels good.
We finally got ready for breakfast around 3pm when we walked past our old room and managed to sneak a photo:
The bloody airconSeeing that we missed the hotel provided breakfast again (Well, it is 3pm), we went across the road to Maestro. We ordered a breakfast plate each (Which got us raised eyebrows) and also a turkish omelette to share.
After breakfast, we decided to go for a walk to the nearest supermarket and to pick up some cough syrup for me. As we were walking there, Moishii started pointing out all the guys checking me out. Infact, this guy standing outside a restaurant practically pulled a muscle in his neck trying to look down my top. Quite scary actually, considering a heap of the younger generations are walking around in bikini tops. Pfffft.
Anyway, we decided to hit the Grand Bazaar today. First stop was the jewellery guy:

We dropped by where Moishii ended up buying half of the store with him. We then went searching for Scarf guy. We found the shop with no problem, but there was no scarf guy! OH NO! This is as bad as no $40 woman!!
Disappointed, we started walking around randomly when we accidentally made contact with a guy. Next thing you know, we're suckered into this shop and I'm buying Turkish costumes for my nephews in there. We didn't mind too much since we ended up chatting with him and finding out he was Greek. What are the odds? And with our tradition of photos first, questions later, we asked him for a photo. He insisted on dressing me up to take a photo with him:

After walking around for awhile, we decided to go to our usual tea house at the Grand Bazaar for a rest. This is when we spot another Christine sugar daddy potential:

We continued shopping after our break where Moishii was obsessed about finding this 3D ceramic picture of Istanbul. We finally spotted one that he liked and started bargaining with the guy when he practically burps in Moishii's face.

We quickly made our purchases and did a runner. We almost tripped over this woman posing infront of her shop:

We thought we'd walk past Scarf guy again, just in case he shows up. He practically ends up leaping out of the shop at us! Since we had already spent a whole heap of money and I bought everything I needed from the Greek scarf guy, we were desperately trying to find something to buy from the original scarf guy. I don't even know why we needed to buy anything, especially when we know we can't be bothered bargaining with him and we're probably getting ripped off even when he says we get a special price. Anyway, next thing you know, it was a fashion parade!


Group shot!I'm not sure exactly what happened. But we both walked out with random crap, especially since he started grabbing random stuff and shoving it in our bags as a gift. This is what I looked like walking back to the hotel:

We drop everything in the hotel and head across to Maestro for our lunch/dinner thing. We spotted that they did the vase casserole, which is apparently a Turkish delicacy and not commonly offered in restaurant. We just had to try it:
MmMmm Guvec! This was SO GOOD!!After dinner, we decided to go have a rest before heading out to Ortakoy for a bit of sight seeing and shopping. Whilst Moishii showered and got ready, I decided to amuse myself:

Moishii practically ran into the wall when he came out of the shower and saw me sitting there like that! Hey! You gotta amuse yourself during the 10min commercial breaks!
We got changed and headed out to Ortakoy where we immediately hit the shops where I buy a heap of jewelery before we went to my favourite cafe. The first time I came to Ortakoy, we came to this cafe where they gave you blankets to wrap yourself in as you sit by the water enjoying your meal. I had the most orgasmic Kazandibi EVER. And I've been craving for it every since! However, when we got there, there was only ONE PIECE LEFT! We ordered it quick smart before it was all gone:


As we caught a cab back to the hotel, an alarm started beeping as we were crossing the bridge. We both thought the bridge was going to open to let a boat past, except this bridge doesn't open. We asked the taxi driver what was going on, and apparently the alarm signals that there may be an earthquake. Now we knew why we slammed on the gas. We could still hear the alarm as we get close to the hotel and we ask him to drop us off and we'll walk the rest of the way. I figured if there's an earthquake, its easier to find somewhere safe to hide on foot. Luckily nothing happened, which is a miracle by our terms.
All the excitement made my coughing fit worse, so we decided to stop by Maestro again on the way back to the hotel for some soup before bed. We went for tomato soup which had a strange addition...
We went back to the hotel room to pass out of the night, only rudely interrupted by the couple next door having wild animal sex that involved, what I was pretty sure of, spanking. So to retaliate. I threw myself against the door separating our rooms and put on my own "performance". That shut them up pretty quickly after that.



























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