Whelp. Here begins another installment of what should be some weird and random musings of what I hope to be some radical entertainments for both y'all and m'all for next six months. This time instead of being in the far east my daily interactions will occur in what I will call the not so far east, which has many other names which I don't really know yet, but I will I promise to find out. Kabul, Afghanistan to be exact which I have yet to arrive in due to a 10 hour layover in Istanbul, which I am currently making my way through.
Now the smarter man in me would be inclined to do a lil bit of research and figure out how to A. get the fuck out of the airport and into the knitty kgritty of Istanbul for a few hours and 2. avoid the transitionary weirdness of the international terminal. Being the smrt gentleman that I am, I opted for the option not listed, which is brave the layover solely at Atutark aerpuerto for the duration of my time here in temporary stasis. Now in order to combat such stasis I luckily have the internet, beer, and most importantly the awesomeawecity of the international terminal which one only needs working eyeholes to check out.
There is nothing more interesting than the international terminal at any airport, excluding Phnom Penh which is basically a hospital waiting room that serves $6 Angkor beers. Most other of these international terminals offer the highest of ends of just pure, plain, crazy, interestingness. Case in point, literally just saw a dude blading through the Duty Free Zone. No Fucking Joke. He might have actually been working here, not totally sure, but if so kudos to Turkee as they make the US Segway cops look a bit on the soft side.
So with the next six impending hours I am doing my best to 1. Drink the last few legal beers possible before heading to a place where they are technically illegal for everyone but round-eyes like me who have the loot to spend international airport beer prices on a pint B. see how many free samplings of Turkish Delight I can scoop at the duty free shop( ps not really sure what Turkish Delight is, but overall not that impressive, kinda gooey and as far as international candy goes on the lower end of the scale, but nonetheless freer that the Sbarro or BK putting the food court about the same class as Westminster Mall).
Guessing that some of these folks might not want to be photographed and the fact that it is hard to capture them in their essence without looking like a complete jerk, I have opted to keep the imagination flowing on this one. Just think burqua madness, a splash of definite eastern-euro style, all mashed up with some extremely manicured facial hair, and some elderly gentlemen wear dude dresses. Pretty sure these aren't very PC, and might be a tad offensive, but that's not my aim here, I just don't have any otherway to describe how interesting and cool this international stepping off point is.
With all this being said, I hope yall enjoy the first installment of Vayacondoritos from this side of the planet and also hope that yall partake in the expressing some of what you might want to see these next few months. Potential categories are listed below:
1. Dog or Goat: You Taste the Differnce
2. Burqua Trends Fall and Winter 2012
3. Most Expensive Beer
4. Afghan Wedding Crashers (I mean come on, there is always one to be smashed isn't there)
5. Babelicious Turkish Airport Security
6. Best Beard in the Stan (excluding me)
7. Turkmenistan Fashion Pageant
8. Headscarf or Fashion Statement?
9. Expat Weirdness
10. Longest Dude Dress
11. Fastest Track Suit
12. To Nacho or Not to Nacho
13. Do Kabulians/Kabulites Drink Ice Coffee, and Do They Give the Vietnamese a Run for their Money?
14. Best Scott Baio Hair (also excluding me)
15. What's on Your Moto?( rehashing an oldy but goody)
