Suddenly I could see that those distant mountains I plan to cross are snow-covered...
and really, really big...hmmn...
The suicidally-inclined were out in force, too.
Enjoyed a Turkish tea in a clifftop cafe which was being attacked by handgliders.
As usual, the waiter spoke to me in German.
My friend Ali told me it's because my green jacket looks ex-military and I have a soldier's haircut.
Can that be right? Am I reminding the locals of WWII?!!
Really not the look I was going for...
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