Tarzanca

Whole lot of something going on, these days. Mid terms coming up, cold snaps and warm weather throwbacks (it's november 6th and toowarmdegrees celsius outside), but that aint so bad.

Got back last week from an amazing trip to Kapadokya, or cappadoccia, or maybe capadoccia? This place out in the east of Turkey with underground cities, cave cities, cave hostels, cave bars, tons of huge stone penises, and tourists.
Everything is beautiful, it was lovely.
I wish I was going to school there. It's making me realize how, in many ways I am just not a huge city boy.
Speaking of which, in May, I'm graduating.
In MAY, I'm graduating.
I'm GRADUATING.
In may.
Long time coming, but man, oh man, am I glad that I tacked on this time. The views alone are worth. I suppose this is normal, but I am struck every once in a while by the overwhelming feeling of not wanted to leave the haven that is education.
Grad school? Maybe. But first, tossing myself to the lions and subway trains in that tremendous city.

There was a time when I could hold my liquor. That time is obviously gone.

In Kapadokya we rented scooters. We drove around a lot. Saw a bunch. Got rained on. 9 of us in a line, battling the elements which high pitched engines and drawing the attention of all the village children. Such a great time.













I think I am getting the hang of it here. Someone once told me that for a place to feel like home, you have to leave and come back. I think she was right.


I took some photos of my friends for a photography project.



Oh, and Guillaume's family came to visit. It was fun. They were french. His mom made us dinner.