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ISTANBUL: Staying and eating locally with friends!

When I was in Istanbul I didn't stay at any of the clever boutique guesthouses or hotels nor at one of the many hostels, but stayed locally with two different friends in two different locations around the city. I got an opportunity to experience a window of everyday life in Istanbul. One from the perspective of a Turkish chef who opened his kitchen to me where I would be an apprentice/ student of Turkish cuisine. The other perspective came from a South African/ Australian expat working at an International School in a more prestigious area of Istanbul. Visiting him brought back nostalgic feelings from my past life as an expat in  prestigious contracts with overseas jobs.


My generous South African/ Australian friend named Prags is also of Indian origin, so he shared a wonderful interpretation of South African-Indian curry, and invited some of his expat colleagues to join us in a small dinner party. He was very conscious about some facial blemishes and always avoided me when my camera came out. He is not shown among his expat colleagues in the photo below.


My very charming and wonderfully generous host in Istanbul, welcoming me to his kitchen and showing me how to make Mendi- a Turkish "ravioli".



I love to sample local pastry and sweets. The cleaver looked ominous but quaint in this window scene.

Shiraz: A stay at a traditional Persian Hotel

A Stay at a Traditional Persian Hotel

During my journey around Iran, I was lucky to stay at traditional Persian style hotels and not the usual could be anywhere look hotel. The traditional Persian hotels usually had a court yard with huge couches which have a carpet to soften the board one sits on, and some big pillows are around the couch. There is usually a reflecting pool in the centre of the court yard and at times some trees or plants scattered around. This hotel had hooka pipe service and also an intimate hang out on the roof top which also had hooka pipe service. Breakfast and dinner were served in the courtyard area.
Our rooms were located at the edge of the court yard and each room had a character of it's own and the size of each room differed as well. In this hotel, the names of the rooms were from people in the Bible ( or Koran?)
The hotel was hidden in long dark narrow alleyways which winded and suggested a feeling of "Aladdin's Magical Kingdom" feel to it.





This was my room, which was at the edge of the court yard. The lock was above the door and it lead to a unique style room.

One of the exotic doors I found along the winding alley ways going to the hotel

Esfahan: Some serendipity at our Esfahan Hotel

اصفهان: Some Serendipity at our Esfahan Hotel.

We stayed at a traditional hotel which was quietly tucked inside a narrow side road where it was at times a challenge to walk as wild motorcyclists as well as cars would clip through thinking it was a race track!
Our hotel was quaint and similar to a traditional Persian hotel but more fanciful with a feel of an up scale Ali Baba's palace!
Each room had a special character of it's own, and my room was no exception! 


This was a nice reflecting pool, which is a common feature on many of the traditional Persian hotels we stayed at. I imagine it would be fun to sneak down here in the middle of the night and wade through it without anyone taking notice?



My room was above the walk way and much of the walk area throughout was part of my room. ( in the photo below). The wooden windows with coloured glass were very heavy and were a challenge to open. I once opened the window and hung out on the ledge watching my friends on the couch below.









This is where we would meet when we were wanted to talk, have tea and enjoy ourselves. It is a large couch with a rug and some pillows, but we nicknamed it the "play pen". We had great fun!



Although Esfahan was rather strict, some fun moments of serendipity happened. Before I arrived in Iran I was chatting on line with some friends of mine in Iran in different cities. I chatted with a guy in Esfahan but we had lost connection for a while. When I was in my hotel room and my Skype turned on, this Esfahan friend came on and we chatted again. He told me that he would meet me outside my hotel as Iranians weren't allowed to meet the guests in that hotel. I met up with him clandestinely on the street corner as he waited for me in his new fancy car. He would fit the classical "pretty boy" image: perfect hair, fashionable clothes, shined shoes, a fancy car and spoke very politely in a soft voice. I must have looked like a scruff straight boy with my clothing which I had worn on my journey in Iran. Anyway, we enjoyed ourselves as he took me away from the city centre and off the path, up into the mountains surrounding Esfahan where the University of Esfahan was near by. Up in the mountains there was a small place to have some tea. I was being noticed and got curious looks by everyone which made me realise that I was definitely "away from the tourist sections". We enjoyed our tea and polite conversation as well as the  bird's eye view of Esfahan down below.  We continued to walk around and we passed a security check point where a police man with a huge gun stood in a dreamy state. My heart jolted for a moment there as I was an American away from my tour, off the designated itinerary, and without my passport or any ID! I looked away and tried to avoid showing my features as I definitely didn't pass as an Iranian and tourists don't go up to that area. My friend told me not to fear, as "I was with him now". 
Later we went back for a drive. My friend impressed me by driving fast in a cruising style which I used to do with my friends when I was living in Qatar. We were driving around looking at all the evening lights, and passing by elegant women and handsome guys who were all decked out with their very fashionable muscle t shirts, and expensive sunglasses, posing and flexing with each other that it resembled a gay area in Europe. It was great fun! Driving me around some more on Esfahan's back streets I saw a glimpse of life which was not seen on the tourist route. He then politely brought me back to my hotel saying that his mother was waiting for him and that he didn't want to worry her as it was already late.

This photo below was funny because Esfahan's more conservative dress was a contradiction to this display in the Esfahan bazaar. It was also funny because the conversations we would have with the guys, sitting on our "playpen" would be about chadors in a joking way. I came down from my room with the blanket and sat among them with the blanket wrapped around me, a bit like a chador and joking and laughing.  The next morning the female receptionist made a comment about me and one of the handsome Iranian bell boys started to laugh. I realised that, unknown to me, there was a camera in the court yard above our "play pen" and she was watching me wear that chador!  Oh well! Just having a little fun. Nothing bad happened from my playful little game.



GREECE: Magical moments together on Lesvos

Magical moments together in Lesvos

Everyone agrees that Greece is a wonderful place to escape to as a tourist, and even the LGBTQ tourist can enjoy comfortably and safely. Places like Mykonos are a hopping, "in" place, with never ending  gay friendly excitement and activities during the high season months.
We sought to venture, far from the parties and wild nightlife, and to be even away from the beach, and experience a more quieter, and "local" experience. We boarded an overnight ferry and sailed to the isle of Lesvos. This is one of the more remote islands and is closer to Turkey than to the  other Greek islands. 
Being off season, we experienced a different Greece, with weather similar to England with showers and gray skies and a jacket was needed when going out.
We stayed in a wonderful B&B run by a Greek family who were kind and included generous Greek style breakfasts in the very reasonable price of our room. We had a kitchen where we cooked our own food which we bought from the local grocery stores, which allowed us to try all kinds of interesting Greek local foods, and fresh produce, fish, Greek coffee, Greek wines which are reasonably priced, and Ouzo! Ouzo is a delightful aperitif which has an anise flavour and is what the locals drink too!



A view from our ferry as it approaches Mitilini on Lesvos. We enjoyed wandering around towns like these, and other wonderful picturesque towns with names like Molyvos, which has a ruin of an Ottoman castle. One of the many reminders of the Turk's long time control of Greece.





We savoured our  intimate walks together on uncrowded streets, wandering into small shops, having conversations with the friendly shop keepers, not being swamped with tourists yet, allowing opportunities to know each other more. Our unhurried and unplanned course allowed us a better insight into local Greek ways of life, which we wouldn't be able to easily learn during the busy high season.



Chris, in the photo above enjoying the village as the local people do.



We would often walk down back streets and admire how the small neighbourhoods looked.





In the town we stayed there is a landmark Orthodox church which was built on top of a huge rock. We got our exercise on our meditative climb to the top of the rock to admire the church, imagining how lively it would be during major festivals like Pascha or Christmas.

Greece has hundreds more enchanting islands for us to explore, unhurriedly, savouring every bit of local culture and flavour.

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"My friends would come by my flat in their big flashy cars, asking me to go out with them. Usually a group of 2 or 3, sometimes more. Once leaving the city centre, away from the secret police and judging eyes, one is greeted by the desert. My arab friends would take me to the desert for an evening, sometimes an overnight tent camping party."











Singapore: The other side of Singapore

Having lived in South East Asia for many years, I  visited Singapore via Malaysia on many occasions that I had lost count. I will mention two of the more significant and memorable occasions I experienced in this small nation state.

Each time I visited Singapore the first thing that I always experience is the high humidity mixed with heat. With a tropical climate like this one might expect a slow, laid back, laissez-fare locale with happy and easygoing people. The public image Singapore seems to want to portray is a contrast to all of this, as it's city is a hustling and bustling financial centre for Asia. Complete with strict rules and regulations on just about everything; even chewing gum is prohibited in Singapore as an example. 

However, like many very conservative societies with strict rules, there is, behind all the veneer of clean "showcase" streets, and busy work ethics which they want you to see, there are also, hidden in the nooks and crannies among this multicultural society more diversity which I got the opportunity to celebrate.

Shopping isn't one of my fortes, so I stayed clear away from shopping paradises like Orchard Rd and the like, and experienced  different occasions with two very different friends on the "off the beaten path" areas.

My first Singaporean friend whom I will mention would live in a high rise building built by the government, similar to the photo below. It is not his building but would look similar.




I will call him " Chan" for his anonymity. In public, he looks like the usual family man, doing a banal forty hour week job, utilises Singapore's excellent public transport, as cars are prohibitively expensive, and blends in with the norms of public Singapore society. Chan met me at the MRT station nearest his place, and we went for dinner at the small food centre where many food hawkers  sold wonderful local food. Cheap and informal and delicious. I got to try Chinese foods from different regions. I felt like I was an expat just enjoying my local community.

I stayed for two nights at his place. Near the top floor of his unassuming building, with the shabby looking apartment door blending in with all the other apartments on his humid floor, but once you enter his two room apartment the situation changes completely. Photos of Asian nude men on the walls and sculptures of the male body smartly decorate his air conditioned, plush gay guy flat. One of the rooms in the flat was made into one of his favourite fetish role play venues, a doctor's clinic. Complete with examining table with stirrups for putting up the legs, spectroscopes
 and every kind of probing instrument, enema bags, and a metal table with ominous looking medical instruments. 

It was a fun to experience kinky examinations and enemas at his fetish doctor's clinic, something which I would almost never get in a real doctor's office visit. Another quirky situation in his flat was that he had still the traditional system in which there would be two WCs, one small room being exclusively for the toilet and the other small room for the sink to wash up. The shower was also located in that same room. Imagine my anxiety trying to find the right room for the toilet as I needed to urgently relieve myself from being full from an enema! I was treated to some delicious durian, my favourite fruit and some sweets at the small food hawker shops afterwards, I suppose for being a "good patient"? 

The second significant Singapore experience I will share is when I came to know that my long time Polish friend would be coming to Singapore from Warsaw and both of us were invited to stay with his friend and hang out in, what he called, his guy palace. Located in a very up scale neighbourhood, we had our "guys together getaway" in a posh, oversized house which he lived alone in. Complete with lovely gardens, heavy fancy gates, a fancy driveway, it was like staying at those houses which the movie stars have in Hollywood!
"Adam" as I will name him, was the epitome of Singapore's multicultural face. He was able to speak Tamil, Dari, Malay, and also claimed to speak some Thai. Very distinguished looking, in his fifties and with a still excellent physique, he had the "Alpha Male" personality.


Aggressive, very confident and at times cocky and would always be the "top". I found that amusing as my Polish friend always portrayed himself as the "top", but when relaxing together he became an affectionate bear cub. The photo is not my friend's but looked similar to it. Adam dressed  in very fashionable clothes which accentuated his body, and his house was decorated very tastefully and luxuriously with Hindu curios and paintings suggesting a Hindu temple, accentuating his beliefs. He told us after he had left Islam he had become free in his life.  He had a nice car which he whisked us around to his favourite places in the city, which were, like my other Singaporean friend, local informal food hawker places, eating fabulous Indian food, with one place not being enough but needing to eat at many of them, finishing off with exotic desserts!






Being more "out", he took us around to some of the gay establishments in an area of the city where the gays were at. It was funny to see all the queens swoon around him like bees to honey.
Mustafa's, a large shopping complex, had a whole floor dedicated to selling package foods from all over South Asia. He knew exactly where to run around to quickly collect what he needed while I was still in awe from what I was seeing.


I really enjoyed experiencing Singapore from a South Asian gay guy. He initiated an interest in things Tamil as well as other cultures around South Asia for me. I am hungry to learn more. Singapore lends a convenient location to experience many cultures in a compact location.

 I also heard that Singapore is slowly becoming one of Asia's gay entertainment hubs, I suppose to compete with Bangkok? The conservative stance which Singapore was defending is slowly evolving towards a progressive acceptance of people irregardless of their sexual interests. Important for a very diverse and multicultural society that it is. More fun stories are here! 

COUCHSURFING 102: Our experiences and fun with couchsurfing, so far !

COUCHSURFING and our experiences with it so far. We have met some really kind and fun people who generously open their home and hospitality to us (we are total strangers!) and we all end up becoming new friends! So far, we had couchsurfing experiences only in Spain, Greece and Italy, but since we enjoy meeting people and hearing their stories, we plan on trying this in more countries around the world as we continue along our life's journey.


For the most part, we have stayed with guys throughout our journey as we felt more comfortable staying with those in a more like minded environment. Most of the places ranged from city apartments which had a "frat boy" feel with condoms on the floor, a vegan diet-commune feel with an unknown number of guys living there, and male bonding on the terrace passing to each other and smoking the "green cigarette" (I personally love this kind of place!)  with many cats, to classical looking flats which interior design are so beautiful that one would find their flat featured in a "Better Homes and Gardens" Magazine. (This is a magazine with impressive photos and stories which feature beautiful living environments). We also broadened our horizons more when we experienced the hospitality of a very lovely heterosexual couple in Italy. We had experiences which we will never forget, and will cherish forever!


Many a time, our hosts generously gave us his own bed in his bedroom, and also the keys to the flat which we can come and go according to our ( jetlagged ) time zone! It was especially wonderful because during the winter, it gets dark and COLD quickly, and the thought of getting out of the cold in a city which we aren't very familiar with is welcoming, especially as we watch shop keepers lock their doors and the streets get lonely, it is wonderful to come back and get a head start at cooking up a dinner which our host would enjoy with us, of course accompanied by a bottle of wine! We also enjoyed a Sunday morning stroll , as well as being a team in cooking up a Sunday brunch! Sunday brunch included many wonderful things to try, all of them home made! Before brunch we had a "starter" ( a favourite "green" cigarette, which we passed around in our interested smoke circle!) which enhanced the flavours of Sunday brunch, as well as all the colours of the food items! (Red and orange pizza seems to upset my eyes after a few puffs of "green" before brunch- ha ha ha!) as well as enhancing any fun music also being played during the time!
                                                                     

Our couch hosts also took us, along with their own friends, on fun activities such as thermal baths soaks, a mini concert, favourite places to try wine and local specialties shops for "foodie" things made to local tradition. We enjoy this very much. They ordered things which we would never know how to choose, and how to make the feeling of our group so wonderful. A kind couch host in Athens took me out at midnight for a drive to experience the nightlife, our style, which we would not know how to do for ourselves!


I am grateful for our being blessed , as we continue on our journey, affording opportunities for us to bless others on their life journey!






Mykonos, Greece: Mykonos in Low Season


Mykonos is famous for parties, gay bars, tourist ships unloading parades of people and visions of beaches packed with sunbathers during the high season. I was lucky enough to discover this beautiful island during its down time when the island is about to go into hibernation. We were met at the port by a woman who offered accommodation in a nice room at her typical local style house ( whitewashed with blue window frames) overlooking a quiet courtyard in the old part of the island near the sea, conveniently walking distance from all the attractions, for a very cheap rate! We had our own small kitchenette, private bathroom with 24 hour hot water, and a small veranda which I liked sitting out on, enjoying the nice weather, fresh air and reading a book.
We were there, in my opinion, at the right time- experiencing what the island might have been like BEFORE mass tourism, materialism, mass promotion discovered Mykonos and made the island what it is during high season. Strolling freely down back alleys, no rush, no crowds, no pushy atmosphere, getting served straightaway in restaurants, going to quiet beaches, smelling fresh sea air instead of suntan lotion. People served with a smile and looked at you and not just your wallet.
Now that I had tried this experience in Mykonos, I will visit other islands around the world famous for its busy life which, when I visited then, was "turned off" by the atmosphere, and will re experience them once more under a different feeling.

The Bulgarian Black Sea: Taking in Sea and Sun Cheaply

Lozenec- Лозенец-  is a very small village on Bulgaria's Black Sea around 70 kg from Burgas, Bulgaria. There are many villages along the Black sea, full of holidaymakers mostly from Czech Republic and Bulgaria.Each area has a simple resort, the beachside, and small shops and restaurants catering mostly to the tourists. I think the infrastructure for tourists in this town is adequate  for locals but very lacking for tourists coming from Western Europe, Canada and USA. All the signs and street signs are written in Cyrillic and almost no one speaks any other language other than Bulgarian, Russian and some Czech due to the many Czech holiday makers going there. This could be a very refreshing change and different for visitors from the West. I was definitely a novelty to the locals when they learned where I was from. People working in the shops and restaurants and other service industry jobs still have the socialist manner of doing things, ( caustic personalities, broody looks on their face, quick to get frustrated and angry at customers, etc). I have not been long in Bulgaria but one could see that the life for local people is very difficult still, just by looking at people's faces, and in their eyes.



I managed to sample a lot of the local Bulgarian specialties which are tasty, as well as the refreshing local beers and wine which are cheap compared to other places in Europe as Bulgarian money is inexpensive. I came on this trip as a very inexpensive  package when I was in Czech Republic. The package included the transport by chartered bus from Brno to Bulgaria, and also included breakfast, and dinner as well as lodging which was nice as I had a veranda where I sat with a beer and watched everything below. .
On the bus journeying to Bulgaria I met some Czech people who were very lovely. They befriended me the whole time I was in Bulgaria and we learned from each other and kept each other company. We behaved like a large group together and even though I couldn't speak Czech, we communicated in and understood each other and had memorable times together!



I enjoyed swimming in the Black sea ( the Black sea is actually a beautiful blue colour, but got the infamous name from the many deaths of sailors and the women who lost these sailors hence the sea earning it's name). The sea is not very salty and the waves are gentle to play and body surf on. Many holidaymakers bring plastic floating objects to play on the waves. The shore deepens gradually making it ideal for not so expert swimmers to practice more before venturing out into the deeper area. I enjoyed my trip to Bulgaria's Black sea and am interested in exploring more of the country in the near future, as there are many interesting local foods to try ( I especially enjoyed the dried venison sausage with fennel in it, and also various versions of stuffed peppers), the music, local traditional costumes and  The old Orthodox churches throughout the country would also be a highlight for my interests.