Friday, December 23, 2011

A gentle way to travel.

We hopped on a ferry to Kadıköy this morning. Salep with cinnamon - the powdered roots of an orchid made into a custardlike drink. Tea, always tea. The rain has arrived and the Turks say the snow is near.

 Gazed at the Blue Mosque's domes, shoes in hand. Wandered the caverns of the underground cistern, where the ladies stand on their heads, their tears falling up into the sky.


tanja said...

lovely pictures, wanderin tart. love those ladies. did you toss a coin in the well then?

The Sourcerer said...

no coins, but I seem to be missing a piece.