Pinarda

Starting with some late-February shots

Sertaç

Some building in Asmalımescit having this interesting triangle elevator

Ortaköy

Somebody please tell me what the fuck is pinarda

Heading our way to the museum, we bumped into Meriç and Burcu

Visited Koudelka

Our guide takes us to Cihangir

Çiğdem claims she acted in Şehnaz Tango. I don’t remember, to be honest

Too many encounters for a sunday. Waiting for the subway, we bumped into an old classmate, Alper, on the single off day of his military service

An ordinary scene from grandma’s kitchen, Bakırkoy. I kinda like it

back to Şişli

Şişli bus station can be an interesting place at night

Having dealed with this fucking angina boosted with 10 injections, I finally found some energy to make it to Sirkeci

And loaded some fresh rolls of Tri-x (this one pushed to 1000 developed in HC-110, 13 minutes at 20°C with a strange dilution of 1:45 as my tank is too small to develop two rolls at the same time with 1:63)

Then we decided to celebrate the last injection with a railway journey to Ankara

And headed our way to Haydarpaşa Railway Station

We made it directly to the dining car. All 1/8th f2 on the shaking train

Conductor lacking his hat

To whom this may concern, the coat belongs to Bilge

The dining car was all the way full right after the train time. Time to share table with strangers

Traveling 450km in 9 hours can be a pain in the ass

Arrived in home

Looks like we have a family gathering going on

Look who’s there

This time we have the Jungle Book on the tray

Sack time

Dad!

He was preparing the guestbook, for the exhibition opening

Arranging the artworks at the gallery

The thing is I missed the opening, turning the climax of this entry into a disaster.

March 2008, Istanbul