Part 2:
As you can see by the photo below, I am still
in Qatar and "Americana" has spread to all
corners of the globe. First of all, I apologize
for the quality of some of these photos, as I
took a lot of my photos from a moving car,
Ahhh, nothing like a Turkish coffee to increase
your heart rate early in the morning.
And nothing like a local Turkish beer to
dust off those weary, traveler blues after
multiple flights.
One day on our way to one of the local
historic sights I started snapping some
photos of the local village. We stopped
in this local village to grab some
supplies for our lunch that day. I wasn't
sure how the locals would have felt about
me getting out of the car and shoving the
camera in their face, so I rolled down the
window and surripticiously snapped a few
of the local scene from the back seat. I
think the owner of this bike is a supporter
of a Turkish football club.
Here's a typical scene played out throughout
the countryside. I saw tons of men sitting
outside shops, smoking, joking and lazily
watching the day go by. Of note, very few
woman were out and about.
A local fruit stand. You may see a theme here,
something in particular was definitely in
During our journey we hit a toll booth and this
character happened to catch my eye.
some of the ruins I got to see during my trip.
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