Night Out

We hit the streets Friday night, and checked what Alanya had to offer. I for one was glad to get out of the apartment. We only got to two bars, but that was enough. The live music at Cello got us groving out of our seats, and Ayse got the old German women up too. Crazy. I tried to dance like a Turk, which is really quite easy, just put your arms up in the air and rotate back and forth, maybe snapping sometimes. We celebrated Alana Esposito's 21st birthday, and she's the one I'm dancing (badly) with.