The Turquoise set that I managed to buy from theb Grand Bazaar, Istanbul, for someone after 39 years!
After about four decades I was again in Istanbul, Turkey, recently and it was a major emotional journey for me.
It was as though I was transported via a time machine back into the past where I actually started to do my first job.....carrying food produce from the market somewhere in Istanbul (I could not find the market on this trip). Thejib would start at three in the morning until about six thirty and then I will be paid.
With the money, the routine would be, to buy a loaf of bread, cheese, tomato and grapes. These would be my breakfast, lunch and sometimes my dinner.
Istanbul was my major long haul stop over before I proceeded to hitch hiked to Europe via Greece. You see back in the late 1968 and early 1969 I was afflicted by the flower people where everybody wanted to go to San Francisco in summer time.
Well, many ended up in Europe and I believe I am one of the few that managed to cross the Atlantic to North America and I ended up in Canada.
Well this Monday is about Istanbul and how I survived.....