Gallipoli and Canakkali are gorgeous. Gang raping and muggings are unlikely, even in Sultanahmet.
Then what's the point, vince?
Getting conned is another thing... (someone is trying to sell me a 1970 750 Norton Commando at the moment)
Pretty old for a bike, but there were some wonderful Nortons. (I only know because my best friend of that era was a bike fiend ... had a Norton at one point and gave me many rides.)
This guy named Sky had some Altec 'Voice of the Theater" speakers that we would set up outside in the summer and stage woodstock re-enactments. The boiler was working overtime steaming out the rooms for the next crop and for a while we could get brown paper shopping bags full of peyote buttons for $30 American.
I thought I was more than an also-ran in the Dissolution Sweepstakes, but maybe not.
Meant to do peyote but never did.
Magic mushrooms, many times, though.
I think Pat Paulson was running for pres.
What cood a bin, eh, Vince?
(You're Canajun, right? Where from originally? B.C.?)
btw- no Harley's.
Ah, I'm just riffin' off your avi, vince.
(BSA? BMW? Vespa?:biggrin1