Who says romance is dead?
I do, actually. Having food poisoning can put a rather spectacular damper on a ``romantic'' vacation in Istanbul. Especially when both of you have it. Especially when it first makes itself known in the in-room jacuzzi. ``Ah, darling, make love to me in the moonlight pouring through the window as we look out upon the Hagia Sophia. It is truly a wonde....Parrrrpppppp. Christ. What's that stench??''
Nothing says romance like two people fighting over the same toilet. Then getting threatened at gunpoint by Turkish soldiers who mistook us for Kurdish terrorists while we were on our way to the hospital at 3:48 a.m.
(tuqueboy has been in a medically -induced coma since, Tue 1 Apr 2008, 2:23, Reply)