I stan Istanbul

My first 24 hours in Istanbul turned out to be most interesting.
At 2 in the night we pull up at the meeting point on a truck parking just outside Istanbul on the Asian side.
So from this time at night and 24 hours a head this happen:

* A transsexual turk offers me his/hers/its range of service.
* The runner doesn’t show up.
* Enter Istanbul in the sunrise. Just amazing while we passed over Bosporus.
* At 7 in the morning I get to my ice cream hotel, after a shitlong working shift.
* I get a desk cleaner shaped as a ladybird -I’m happy again!
* A taxi driver give me a ride worse then a rollercoaster.
* Having dinner with the crew in a spot so beautiful it hurts.
* Smoke water pipe.
* Get back to the icecream hotel at midnight, and then realise it certainly isn’t time for the bed.
*Hey Taxidriver, bring us to the closest club!