Yello! Get ready to get your mind blown by this awesome post! Speaking of mind-blowing, I can't believe my March Madness bracket is so messed up. I am a basketball fanatic- that means you can really appreciate the handsomeness of basketball players, right? Well, I chose my teams based on how connected I felt to them. You know, like, (Random Super Small College of Eastern Montana. Actually, I'm thinking that could be a future band name. I call playing the tambourine!). Well, I never like to dwell on my failures. (Okay, seriously? I've only crashed into my house, like, three times, at the most.) Let's do it to it!
Thursday, I woke up, scrambled to pack everything, and
|Chillin' in an ancient pot|
|"WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY SWAMP?!"|
|Ugh, my butt is so wet right now|
Ephesus has lots of great ruins, like the large library, the first advertisement ever (for prostitution, but we'll disregard that lil' detail), and the huge amphitheater. Naturally, I had to wrestle in there. Some people sang, but I prefer the unorthodox routes of life. For example, I think oatmeal raisin cookies can sometimes be on the same level as chocolate chip. Don't you go throwing stones at me- raisins are wonderful things! I took many pictures of cats (what else is new? maybe I should send all of my suitors to this blog so they can see if they can know what they're getting themselves into. I just don't want my husband to be surprised when he's greeted by 20 cats in the morning!)
|Cheesin' with a kitty|
|Omg we're like totally twinners in the amphitheater!|
|A lion "draped" (loose interpretation) around Hercules|
It's Friday, people! (What my history teacher would say every week in a really funny voice. And yes, it is a good story in person. You just had to be there okay?) On Friday it rained and rained and rained some more for good measure. All the girls huddled together to stay warm/dry-ish. Sardis was the site of an ancient temple, I believe. Look, I didn't take many pictures and most of my energy was spent trying to conserve my body heat/do this thing where you imagine yourself drinking hot chocolate and it makes your body temperature increase dramatically.* When we went to Thyatira, I stopped being a wimp and I embraced the rain. We all fought in the gymnasium ruins like cool kids.
|We love Bro. Schade!|
The rest of the day was fairly uneventful. I got a good few hours of sleeping on the bus. We went to the Grand Mosque, which was pretty mosque-y. Beautiful calligraphy, people taking their siestas (or the Muslim equivalent). Then, we shopped around. When I pictured shops, though, I can't say I immediately thought of random underwear vendors or vests meant for the fashion-challenged (of course my friends just had to buy them and a shopkeeper asked if they were presents for their grandmothers. I was like my grandmas are fashionable, they wouldn't wear those crazy things! Shout out to the Gs!). For dessert, we had profiteroles and I almost passed out from happiness. Psh, yeah, right. I couldn't pass out because I had to steal everyone else's who left a few crumbs!
Saturday was the best/worst day of my life. If you're waiting for me to say I'm kidding, think again! The whole day was freezing cold/rainy. That was obviously the "worst" part of it all. Luckily, I'm the smartest little
After the Hagia Sophia, we were given free time until dinner. Uncharacteristically, I did not want to go shopping. Well, I did, but mostly I was focused on surviving. I wouldn't make it more than 5 minutes in the Hunger Games. Most of you know I have this thing where the blood drains from my fingers and it's just really unpleasant (I know, crying a river over here). I have zero tolerance for the cold and was a wreck. Then, I saw it. Mecca. No, heaven. No, STARBUCKS. It was like nothing else mattered and I almost got down and kissed the floor but I didn't want to seem too excited. That's what they tell you to do in the shops here- if you act like you love something (even though you really do and you honestly NEED those pink elephant harem pants or you're going to cry), then they will be much more likely to rip you off. But, I digress. I ordered my regular hot chocolate, and slowly became a human again. I even got a new name- Tase! Language barrier + uncommon name= great interpretations of it on coffee cups! Once I got my strength/personality back, I was ready to conquer the Bazaar! That's right, the great news was that we could return! We had a little more than two hours, which was plenty of time to get some amazing things and make it back to the bus with seconds to spare.
|I was so excited/hungry that my mouth couldn't stay closed...|
*So, I haven't been to medical school, but I do watch every episode of Grey's Anatomy. Mostly, I love hot chocolate so I'd say I'm pretty qualified.