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In Europe I always felt like I had trouble finding a place a to eat, that no one took a single diner seriously. In Turkey, I had the opposite problem. I couldn't walk by a restaurant without someone handing me a menu and trying to get me to come inside. While I had some amazing dinners and amazing lunches in Istanbul, sometimes it's all about quick and cheap. So, of course, the easiest thing to eat was the doner kebab (just be sure not to eat your doner on a park bench)…   Some of the easiest places to eat in Istanbul were...

I want a Turkey sandwich. Turkey, mayo, swiss, on white bread. (I don't like vegetables on my sandwiches.) It's a weird craving to have, especially since I'm a hot lunch kind of girl, but it was the only thing my food-poisoned brain could think of that sounded appetizing. Unfortunately turkey clubs aren't standard fare here in Turkey. Ironic, eh? I was homesick on my last day in Cappadocia. Mostly because I was still nauseous and just wanted that turkey sandwich and had to settle for crackers. Partly because it was the day of the annual Music Box Massacre 24 hour horror film fest...

On Thursday morning I woke up dark and early at 5am to get picked up for my hot air balloon ride. Really, it's the thing to do in Cappadocia. I waited with two others from my hostel until the bus driver came to whisk us to the company's headquarters for breakfast. It was dark and cold and the Nescafe and bread weren't quite doing it for me. Why can't they just skip the whole breakfast thing and let you sleep in a little longer?...