I got a much later start to the day than I had hoped. I kept hitting the snooze button which is always the kiss off death. It has some pretty major repercussions for the rest of the day, too. I think that my mood was off because I slept for so long last night and didn’t get up in the morning. I did finally make it outside and went to the beach. I walked along the boardwalk for a while and then went swimming. It was beautiful. I enjoyed that quite a bit, but I didn’t stay for too long because I then went to a meeting in the early evening.

I found myself stuck for a while today in this homesick what am I going to do mood. This place is beautiful, but I found it hard to enjoy myself. I did spend a lot of time outside looking at the gorgeous mountains in the distance. That I enjoyed very much.

While I was at a park looking at the mountains this guy struck up a conversation with me. I don’t know any Turkish and his English was pretty limited. I agreed to meet him later in the evening at 10 pm. I kind of figured he was there to hookup. I have read some things about guys having trouble getting assaulted or robbed in parks at night. Surprisingly, when I went to the park today trying to meet a guy was the last thing on my mind. I met him this evening and we ended up going to a place where he drank a couple beers. He wanted to rent a room in a different hotel near the old city because we couldn’t go back to either of the places we were staying. When the bill came for the beers (he drank two and I only had water) I got to pay. He said something about leaving his bank card in his hotel room. I then realized I was expected to pay for the hotel and that I was maybe getting hustled. We went for a short walk (looking for condoms…). I ended up telling him that I wasn’t up for it that night and no longer thought it was a good idea. He asked me for money for a taxi back to his hotel. He had initially told me it was close to where we were, but then wanted me to give him 60 lira for a taxi. Things just really didn’t add up. I refused to give him the money and walked away. I’m grateful I didn’t go to a hotel with him and end up getting robbed or stuck with the hotel bill. I figure paying for the beers was fine. It was nice to have some company.

Yeah, so I’m lonely. Blergh. I hate being lonely. If I get a job, some structure and am busy again that will really help. It’s tough having 5 days of not really doing anything. And I haven’t been doing any drawing lately, either. I miss drawing, but don’t have much desire to do it right now.