I spend most of the time on the walk looking for places to sleep, eating junk food from gas stations, and smelling like a wet dog.
Every once in a while though, a moment comes up that makes me feel like one of the luckiest men on the face on the planet, like having my photo taken with these three gorgeous women – Yonca, Aysu, and Tuba.
By the way, that’s not sweat on my shirt, it was raining outside. And that shirt’s been washed, in a machine, with detergent, no less than three times in one week. Making up for lost time.