this week i

rode west along the black sea.

overnighted in the pleasant port of trabzon.

entered the land of muslim idolators..

..there's no other word for it.

ate to my heart's discontent.

find turkish buses comfortable but unscenic, the opposite of what i want.  this whole trip has been delightful cramped sedans and minivans.

made it work..

..the secret?  don't take no for an answer, and whatever you do, don't break your smile.

kept on to samsun.  notice the parallel universe of our reflection.

fought hard to sit at the front window and was damn sure going to make the most of it.

saw ankara between the bus and train stations, but nothing more.  one more overnight to istanbul.

crossed the bosphorus in the morning snow.  china to europe overland in thirty days.

do things > have things.

felt good to be somewhere that made sense even if it didn't.

rented an apartment for the week.

worked remotely.  no other guests, this was an upgrade.

reunited and it feels so good.  too long in the wilderness.

let it snow.