So, another week (almost) down, and so much to talk about. On Thursday I went to the uni festival again, and I was so surprised because there were a ton of Aiesecers there. This particular night there were three performers. The first guy/group was okay. The sound was good, kind of like classic rock, but I just didn't like some of the songs so much. Second was Pamela, a pretty big name here in Turkey. After her was group that I'm not even going to attempt to remember or spell. I liked them, though, and they're apparently even older and more well-known than Pamela. With all of these famous musicians performing, the whole place was crawling with people. That is, until it started to rain. It actually only rained for about five or ten minutes, but a lot of people cleared out when it started. I thought the rain was nice, plus it made the place less crowded.

I left the concert a little early to make sure I could catch the metro, and this is where the night got a little topsy turvy. I got on the Küçük Sanayi dolmuş, or so I thought because that's what the sign said. Well, it turns out this guy just didn't take down his sign, and that he was actually going to Görükle! Now this isn't really such a big deal, under any normal circumstances I would just have a little tour around Görükle, ride back to the uni, and jump on another dolmuş. The problem, like I mentioned before, is that wanted to catch the last metro. I got back to the uni and got off the dolmuş, but this is Turkey so the confusion didn't stop there. Everyone was confused (not just me because I'm a foreigner who doesn't speak Turkish so well), because everyone was asking which dolmuş was going where. Mostly this was due to some prick, who thought he was the dolmuş king and was arguing with all of the drivers and trying to tell them which places they needed to go. Finally me and this other guy just left and walked to another stop.

I caught the very last metro leaving at 12:20am, which made me about the luckiest person ever because normally the metro stops running at midnight. You would think the night would be ending happily ever after by now, wouldn't you? Nope. When I got back home I realized I had forgotten my key. I left my bag at the office because I didn't want to bring it to the concert, and I remembered my wallet, but not my key. Oops. It wasn't such a big deal, though, because both Berna and Bensu were home.

Last night I went to the Baba Zula concert at Konak Kültürevi. I don't know how to describe it. I guess it was just your average run-of-the-mill group using some Turkish instruments with an aging Turkish hippie type, who's discovered the technology of electronics and synth, enjoys creeping through the audience aisles, dancing with the curtain, pouring water on himself and throwing it at the audience, coupled with a belly dancer and a girl that draws crazy creature pictures on a Mac, which are projected on a huge screen in the background. Yep, nothing out of the ordinary there.

Tonight at a place called Cacaron, there will be two "alternative" groups, Velocity from Istanbul and Karbon from Bursa. I say "alternative" because that isn't my word; it is the answer I got when I asked what kind of music they play. Get this, there is no cover for foreigners! Isn't that the craziest no cover rule you've heard of? I mean, I know lady's night, and maybe costume night, but foreigner night, how great!

Oh, and one last important point. I booked my plane ticket yesterday! Hooray! I'll be flying into Chi-town on June 18th and flying back to Istanbul on June 27th. It will be one very busy week, but the weekend of the Christening should be a nice, relaxing way to end it.