Well. Lately, I don’t take enough time to participate regularly on this site. Besides, it’s often a hard decision which photo to upload…..So, the other day I came to an idea…I thought, Uneasy has access to some of my photos so, I asked Uneasy to do a job for me :), and this was – to pick out a few photos which he would like to see here. He gladly accepted my “offer” :-) (thanks Kevin!) and gave me a few that he liked. This is the first one.
I have to say that I really like such cooperation, it’s very helpful hehe and also, i’m happy he decided to choose this one particular photo.
I don’t know how exactly conversation started between these boys and me, but I remember that he was showing off with a cigarette which, BTW, he picked up from the ground. I took a few photos and they started to beg me for money…“Give money, one lira, one lira!” they shouted. So I, nice as always :), gave one lira to each one of them, asked them not to go and buy cigarettes, off course :). They were three and were perfectly happy with what they got (so I thought hehe), and also promised they will never, never buy cigarettes, just water hehe. Well, ok, i thought :)….and went down the street. And they walked down the street too, following me. Two steps behind my back. I figured they weren’t happy with what I gave them :). But it wasn’t that. Now they wanted to have sex with me LOL. Yes, i’m not kidding. They were begging for it. I asked if they even knew what they were saying and they probably didn’t understand English cause i got no answer. “Please lady, I f**k you?” the one with the cigaret kept repeating while he started unzipping his jeans (only when no one else was around, off course haha). “Ok, well, he knows what he is saying”, I thought to myself :). I was not affraid of those kids at all, just shocked, as I was not prepared to I would have to deal with children stalkers and nothing what I said, and I was saying a lot and loud, pushed them away. They only got more agressive in their intentions. Not even a guy who accidentially came along and noticed what was happening, could do anything. They didn’t listen, they were persistent in their intentions. But just until I mentioned the police. I don’t know why I didn’t remember to do that earlier, maybe because all was, however, in a way interesting or entertaining, but it helped when I did :). They disappeared though I’m sure they had me on sight eve later, but didn’t dare to come closer :). A bit later, i saw a little one buying a pommegranate. He was all eyes earlier when we together passed a stand with millions of them…After all, he was just a kid :). And oh, he didn’t buy cigarettes…:)
That’s the only bad experience, if I can even call it that, that happened to me in Istanbul, in the city that so many think is very dangerous, especially for women traveling alone. I can’t say it’s a dangerous city. I didn’t see it this way. Maybe it is but my experience is very different. I met many nice and friendly people. THOUGH, women, you rather be aware of little boys, it cannot hurt hehe….