i'm no longer in africa. i arrived yesterday afternoon to the open arms of my friend derya and sardar at the instanbul airport. it's beautiful and hot here. derya's parents live in a "cozy" three level villa right on the sea in the out skirts of the city. i awoke this morning at 6am to the chanting of the mosque right behind us. this happens 5 times a day and done through very very vwery large and lourd speakers.

i didn't get much of chance to use the internet while i was in africa so i've uploaded a bunch of photos from the last two weeks.

only in the corporate cola industry would

someone manage to get away with such

delightful absurdity. 

afri'cat'

leah!

back seat driver.

hostel in windhoek on our first day together.

roar.

we stayed at some wonderful places. this here, 

below, had no vanancy so the owner offered us 

cots in his confereance room. then something became available..

malaria!

everywhere we went we stuck out like a soar

thumb. a lot of the kids in the tiny villages

had never really seen white people,

not to mnetion that we got offers to buy our car \

on a daily basis.

castello!

vic falls. livingstone zambia.

smooch.

leah and i did a day asafari in botswana. it was unreal.

\vic falls again.