last day in istanbul : << i'm standing on a ledge / your fine spiderweb >>

last morning in istanbul, last morning in turkey.

this morning a blasting loud mambo gave tearing in through the hostel window from the apartment next door, played for five songs, lifting trumpet triplets, bells and drums, then stopped as quickly as it began.

a little anxious to be leaving turkey and to start making my way back home. two weeks left. dreamed last night of cat.

more to follow.