I don’t quite remember where I left off, but I know that it was more than a few days ago. So much has happened and yet so little has changed.

I’ll give you a quick rundown of some of the highlights of the past few days…I have been to the ancient sites of Aphrodisias and Ephesus and the cities of Kusadasi and Izmir.

The ancient cities were “fun??? I don’t really have a good way to describe them, was I overwhelmed or even under whelmed? Not really, it just was. Of the two cities I enjoyed Ephesus the most not only because of its scale but also because of the integrity of the restoration and the insight that the layout gives a modern viewer into everyday life in ancient Turkey.

Kusadasi is another beach front town, but this place was considerably more Euro-Trash than any other city that I visited. You know that you are in for shit when everything is priced in Euros. Cruise ships and loud Germans was not really what I had in mind when I considered a beach location. I went to the beach, I went to the pool and had a whole bunch of free time to finish a book and just relax.

For those of you who don’t know me that well, I know that my life has a musical soundtrack. I song can come into my head at the most random times; it can be because of a word that I just heard or a feeling. It is sort of fun to have a soundtrack playing that can mirror your emotions. It’s like wearing you heart on your sleeve but with an MC Hammer baseline. I have had it my whole life, but the TV show Ally McBeal really brought this phenomenon to my attention, I always knew that I was weird but having a character with the same disorder was just cool.

I don’t know if there is any correlation but I can remember in teen years having the most profound and eclectic music tastes and mini-themes that rocked my head for a few minutes or even a few hours. I can remember sitting in my room, avoiding homework and creating a cacophony of Depeche Modes Fly on a Windscreen, the Smiths – Girlfriend in a Coma, Tracy Chapman, Beatles, Wham, 2 Live Crew and just about anything else that came to mind. One more thing, I don’t really know the exact lyrics, so close enough is close enough. Nothing’s changed I still love you, oh, I still love you…Only slightly, only slightly less than I used to, my love.

The past few days have really wrung out with a particular ABBA interlude. Well I can dance with you honey. If you think it’s funny. Does your mother know that you’re out? And I can chat with you baby. Flirt a little maybe. Take it easy take it easy, that’s no way to go.

I don’t know where this is going, so to quote a Turkish T-Shirt. Raki is the Answer! What was the Question?