Our taxi from the airport rounding the corner on a slip road to find a lone pedestrain ambling across the road. There were three lanes, did the taxi driver try to avoid him? Nope, put his foot down and drove right at him. The fella didn't blink so the taxi had to slam on the anchors and come to a stop. The fella carried on.
Me and Jon G bravely taking turns to sit in the front passenger seat of taxis. No-one wore a seatbelt either in case we offended the driver
Me pointing out the dangers of the bolts in the pavement to Scongil and then promptly falling over them.
On Tuesday night, Spartacus taking what remained of our kitty to the outside bar near Taksim (actually, heaven knows where it was really) and saying "can I have 7 beers for this". She got them too
. Next round, I went over with 5 Lira, the fella looked at his boss and he said yes, ok
Various humourous sightings of Zippy, boy was he having a good time
Waking up in the hotel each morning with absolutely no idea how I got there, thanks to everyone who assisted.
And last, but no-means least, Roger in the area outside the ground, doing his impression of the scarecrow from Wizzard of Ozz
