And sometimes I remember to open the lens cover. And sometimes I point it at something pretty. And sometimes the light agrees. And sometimes the roll stays in there so long that 36 exposures span three continents. And sometimes I’ll even let you take a look…

Delhi to Moscow to Istanbul. I made it without incident or inconvenience save for an hour and a half of urban hiking that I had to endure when I couldn’t get past the language barrier while I trudged around looking for my hostel.

The city is beautiful though. Sea breezes and sunshine. Water taxis and delicious street food. Fresh squeezed orange juice everywhere and it only costs a lira. If I could just speak Turkish this place would be pretty much ideal.

Here are some frames I grabbed yesterday while trying to get my bearings in this massive city.