Day 15 - What holiday holds your fondest memory? in NoJoMo 2024

Being lost in Istanbul, just wandering around all day without a care.

Try this cafe here, watch a busker there, jump on boat just to feel how cold the water really was.

That busker at Taksim square sang a beautiful song, such a dulcet comforting voice, I was so lost, mesmerized in her performance that I forgot to record any of it.

Grab a spiced Latte or Vanilla Latte from a local coffee chain and continue the adventure.

Capadoccia, the hot air balloon ride, the cave hotels, the serenity of it all.

Capadoccia was my rude awakening. I was waking up every day in a cave hotel. The breakfast was heavenly.

Endless fields of pumpkin every which way I could see.

An onyx factory with a gift-shop that nearly bankrupted me.

I realized how much I valued solitude above all if all my affairs were in order and how much serene life is when I’m not trying to rush through a daily to-do list.

It was a magical holiday.