Mr. Masticulator's Neighbourhood Part 1

I've decided to use British spelling for some words because I feel like they're more interesting that way. (See title of post - more interesting, non?) Oh, and French spelling for others because they're more hoity-toity as such. (See parenthetical statement prior to this one.)

Rather than detail an experience cooking, which I certainly found funny and still may blog about, I will post some pictures of my neighbourhood and my University: Bogazici (Boh-AH-zichi) University. Bogazici is the Turkish word for Bosphorus, the name of the strait separating Europe and Asia.

The first photo is right outside my apartment. Yes, the street is one way. The University main gates are about 2 minutes walk from here.


This next photo is a shot of the lovely hunk of
trash that my neighbourhood accumulates
everyday because we're technically in illegal housing. "What does that mean," you ask? "Oh!" I say.

Nothing much. Just that 40 years ago, the Government did nothing when this shanty-town became the thriving urban center it is today, even though the landlords don't pay any taxes. So we don't get garbage service either. No biggie. They really do pick it up anyways, but only after the cats have had their way with it. Kitteh! Tweak - you'd have a field day with this type of mental stimulation. Echo, you'd probably shoot me a look right now.

More photos of the ridic view from my school and some random shoppes in my hood.