4.13.2013

Holly's got her groove going...

So, the setting: Sunday morning on my couch post French Press coffee and eggs over easy. Post stupid Mermaid Solitaire card game iPad app that I'm currently addicted to (well there are mermaids granting treasure chests of things upon winning, and pirate hats and broken bits of seaglass, etc). I have this new 'regime routine' that I tried out last weekend, and have decided that I'm digging it.

Instead of waking up on the weekends and racing outta the apartment to get my run in on the weekends, I'm not in cruise control mode until about 11am and then go running.  The weather is just so pleasant now... It is perfect temperatures to be running and not sweating profusely- that will come in about 3 weeks so ima gonna soak up this 'regime routine' until I melt...

Yesterday's run proved to be especially fruitful. It was also nice to see friends on the field playing, or attempting to, ultimate frisbee- they were weaving in/out of the soccer games going on simultaneously. Anyway, 2.5 miles of running and 2.5 miles of walk/sprints = AWESOME. The cooldown yoga session was icing on the cake. Still though, I find it difficult to get into my (yoga) practice out in the public like that.  The peeps still stare at me like I'm doing something indecent... What I see is indecent: I see the soccer players warming up/cooling down with exercises that date back to the 1960s- when they had it all wrong and lead the way for sports medicine experts to finally tell them in. Seriously, sitting on peoples butts while they are trying to do a pull-up of sorts is SO FUCKING BAD FOR YOUR BACK!!! I'm amazed these coaches are teaching their young athletes these potentially damaging moves...

I sometimes see the kids staring at me- and some of the older ones I notice trying to do these stretches as well.  This makes me happy in that someone is able to make some connections about the benefits- vs what they are exposed to... Nuff said.

Yesterday was a very productive day downtown cruising w/the Solo_ojo.  Such mundane topics as getting my favorite Camper Maryjane shoes soles re-glued and buffed, a photo opp of the next batch of passport-sized photos I will inevitably need for the next locale, fresh-squeezed OJ purchase from my favorite juice seller... Oh, and get this- managed to fall in love with some more fabric as I strolled the fabric store w/my tailor while looking for fabric for Solo_ojo's new 3-piece suit he desires... I'm not sure what happened, but I was sporting my favorite Italian jacket and I saw this material (dreamy material) that hit my fancy and just knew it had to be... So... Unfortunately, I was wearing a tube-top underneath my jacket so I couldn't leave it w/Mehmet back at his atelier.  Peeps here frown upon that sort of thing- being scantily clothed... Another reason to pack it up and hoof it somewhere else- not that the next exit will be any more liberated I suppose... it's possible though.

 After a very successful day downtown, we ended up at our fav watering hole here in Gaziantep- Ekim 29.  As always, an assortment of colorful characters- ourselves included- to consider. Nothing like throwing back a few  pints of Tuborg Gold 100% Malt Liquor while listening to some awesome revolutionary music. LOVE this spot and will miss it dearly. This is one of the spots that will most remind me of what is particularly awesome about Gaziantep.

Slightly inebriated, we decided to hoof it through the gazillions of parks and hit up Sanko Park as Solo_ojo needed something from GNC. Seriously, that place is like the upper eschalon of the vitamin world here in Turkey.  The stuff is all crap.  It's all filled with fillers.  I would never even DARE to check out that shit back in America.  AND, it's incredibly expensive here.  He showed me some of this powder supplement he had bought (90TL!), and it was 1/3 full when opening it up at home. Yes, it was sealed before opening... Fucking criminal if you ask me.

The 'mall' is always an interesting experience.  Absolutely hate it and what it stands for. Everything reeks of China: cheap quality and over-priced.  Peeps be eating it up here though.  I suppose the same is true in Amerika as well, but I never go to those places to witness the demise of humanity...

Weary from a day of sport and shop, we trotted off to the tramvay chariot, that was packed and we had to stand, that brought us back to our hood.

All in all, a pleasant weekend- considering I'm supposed to be in Cyprus this weekend. Ah, but you all know this already if you have read yesterday's blog which, incidentally, I penned while being mildly intoxicated... I have yet to re-visit that posting to see if something should be stricken actually...

Hopefully by my next posting I will be able to present to you all "the rest of the story..." I realize this is just a teaser.  Cliffhanger questions for you to consider:

Where will Holly go?
What will she do?
Will she find true love?
Just who the f*ck is Solo_ojo anyway?
Will Holly go for a run today?
Did Holly buy anything at Sanko Park and she's just not telling us?
How can Holly brag about drinking 100% malt liquor beer? Eewww gross

I know, titillating life I lead here in G-tep... sometimes