Bad Taste in My Mouth

Why doesn't coffee taste very good in the afternoon? It's a new pot, even.

Maybe it just takes awhile for my taste buds to wake up.

Creepy

The bubble in my coffee is staring at me.

UPDATE: pop!

Coffee Can Taste Good Sometimes

With a bit of cocoa mixed in, coffee actually tastes all right.

Bagel!

Today, instead of the usual Friday donuts, we have bagels, which always bring to my mind the following scene from Homicide: Life on the Street:

Pembleton: (Holding coffee pot) Who-who finished the last of the...uh...bagel?
Lewis: Bagel?
Pembleton: Bagel. Bagel. BAY-GUL! Hot. Round. Liquid? Bagel.
Lewis: Oh, sure. Bagel.
Kellerman: You mean "coffee," Frank.
Pembleton: Th-that's what I said, isn't it?
Kellerman: Right, uh, the bagel.
Pembleton: (yelling) Who finished the last of the bagel, huh?
Lewis: (quietly) Kellerman.
Pembleton: (to Kellerman) You-you-you make the next pot, huh?

(Pembleton had a stroke, by the way.)

BAY-GUL!

Day 5 - Kuşadası

That's pronounced 'koo-SHAH-dah-suh,' by the way. (-:

I took the bus down from İstanbul last night. I think I got some sleep. Kinda weird that they'd stop and not say where we were or when we'd leave again, but lots of people would get off the bus at 2 in the morning and have a bite to eat in what amounted to a truck stop. I'm getting hungry now...

Here's a picture from inside a mosque near the Spice Market in İstanbul. I forget the mosque's name (I left that info back at my room), but it's upstairs from a narrow street. Lots of tilework, inside and out.



When I got to Kuşadası at 7 this morning, I got my room for the night and then caught a dolmuş (mini-bus) back up the hill to Efes, the local Roman ruins. Here's a shot of the famous Library of Celsus.



Reni, can you translate?

Carpet salesmen are always good for a cup of coffee (strong!) or tea, and a friendly conversation, as long as you're capable of saying 'no.' (-;