Previously, I posted some of the faces that I saw in San Francisco in Part I of this installment. In early spring of 2012 I drove down the Oregon Coast to San Francisco, where I spent a week wandering the streets. A beautiful time, eye opening, and always life changing. I will continue with more faces from SF now.
This is the second installment of Faces of Turkey (Part I is here if you missed it).
I managed to spend a little time on Galata Kpr. and catch an absolutely stunning sunset. This is a very famous bridge where many fisherman gather every day to fish off of, which is then followed by assorted snack sales men and women, followed closely by the tourists all getting their photographs taken and.. well, you’ll see.
One of my most memorable moments is catching the two kids getting bored at their little sidewalk shop and the younger brother had covered his brothers hairy leg with toothpics stuffed into them. He didn’t want me to take a photograph of it, for some reason, and put his hand down to try and stop me from taking it, you can see his younger brother putting his hands up as if to say to his brother “don’t mess it up!” after he had spent a good time stuffing them in there. I laughed at the two of them, and they laughed back.
One of the last photographs on this post is of the road Sıraselviler Caddesi, which heads fairly straight to Galata Kpr. I spent a lot of time walking along this road, as it lead to most places I was going. It is one of the busier streets around, the photograph I have shown is not in it’s busiest time. The bazaar was busier (which I captured in Part I).
In April of 2012 I drove down the coast of America to San Francisco. It was a very beautiful drive for me, sunsets and seals were involved, and a perfect way to start off the trip [see The Road to San Francisco]. I had about a week.
When I arrived in San Fran, I realized that I’d be walking everywhere. I parked my car in a garage, pulled out my camera and toothbrush and walked it up to my hotel room. I had rented the cheapest place I could find, in the most central, downtown location I could find. As it turned out, it was right in the heart of San Francisco, exactly where I wanted to be.
The hotel room was pretty cool. I couldn’t help but feel I was following in the footsteps of some of my rock and roll idols that have played and hung around in the places I was heading to. Whatever I gotta do to make the dream come alive, right?
Each of my days I would spend wandering around; walking in a new direction with only my camera and bright eyes leading me. It was a beautiful trip. I met many very interesting faces, and talked to many interesting people.
I would do it again in a heart beat.
Following my time in Darmstadt, I was forced to leave the Schengen region because I had been there for far to long [Schengen Region is the coalition of countries that make up most of the EU]. I decided that Istanbul, Turkey sounded like a very romantic place for me to head off to by myself and get into something I had no idea of!
Turkey was busy. It was very… I want to say sandy-feely. I spend a little time on one of the Princes Islands basking in the sun and swimming in what I thought was the Mediterranean, but it was just the Sea of Marmara.
This is Part I of a two part series (Part II here).