dream
1) I'm in some country in central america, in a city that's high up and very cloudy, covered in clouds. I'm staying in a hotel with someone, and we are working... ala Soros job. We have to leave and we go to another city in another country, which I think is El Salvador for some reason. We are in the new city, and I'm talking to my partner, but it seems to be a voice over or displaced sound since he's not there, and I say to him "I don't think the new hotel will be as nice as the old one". Then, looking around, I see the landscape of crappy concrete buildings with dark humidity stains on them. There is a guy waiting on the road, a dirt road, somewhat inthe distance and a truck takes off moving... a plume of strong, white smoke cascades out of the muffler. It adds to a growing white cloud base which swallows up/covers up all of the buildings in the landscape, making it look as if there is no city. I'm talking on the phone to Pinar at the same time, but somehow she is able to see the scene as well, I think she is in the distance, and I ask jokingly "is it cloudy here"?
2) I'm in Istanbul and driving in a car, a limo I guess, and we are winding down a long night of partying or something. In the car is one or two friends of mine, and Deniz Seki, who seems a little drunk. We are all joking. At one point I turn and see her lying with her head sideways on the seat, looking at me and laughing... I think "dude this is my chance, I'm going to get jiggy with Deniz Seki". It is daytime, but somehow still seems to be the end of a long night. We are going to Deniz'z house, but at the same time the house of my friend where I'm staying is there too, I think. We get out of the car and have to walk to get to her house. We come up a small road, we are very high up on a hill which overlooks the Bosphorus, but of course it's not like any part that I know in reality. It's very high. We enter through into an abandoned area under a whole in a makeshift fence made of pieces of garbage. It's the remains of a Greek or Roaman ampitheter... but very krapsed and not much left. The whole are is overgrown and has some trash in it and is surrouded by half-ass buildings and fences. There is a huge swath of bright purple flowers which fills most of the area, coming up through the tall weeds. As I move away from the group and into the area with the tall flowers I notice something which looks like a body in the weeds. At first I think it's a dead deer, but then a dead large dog, then it seems it may be a large living dog which is streched out and resting. It's hard to tell but it's theatening so I back off. I look up at the view from the place and there is a small view of the Bogaz with a ship passing through, far down below. But the big thing is the view of the tall mountains on the other side of the bogaz, much taller than in reality. There is a strong white thick cloud base which swallows up the tops of all of the mountains, so it's hard to know how tall they are, but they be big. As I study the view more I have a urge to take it's photo, but I know the photo wont capture the view correctly, but I contemplate taking a panorama of several photos. The view to the far right is strange since the mountains are very very green an lush and there is one buildling halfway up it, but it seems like video, like an over color corrected shot from my Romania stuffs. I notice that at many parts of the mountains there are small thin plumes of "smoke" which rise up into the cloud base... I guess these are forest fires. The spacing and shape of these thin lines as they ascend up to the clouds is really nice an appealing, makes me want to take a photo that much more. I get called back to the group and we continue up to the top of the area and through a small, low hanging door. I joke to Deniz Seki about how it's strange that someone as rich and famous as her has to enter her house in such a strange way. We come to a small foyer of an apartment building and we part ways, I go with my friend up stairs to their place, and Deniz Seki goes down stairs to her apartment. Then next thing I remember is it is the morning... even though it was morning when we parted, and I have come downstairs to Deniz Seki's apartment. I have decided to be brave and come for a visit. When I come in, it is almost like an office. There is something like a waiting room/counter, and two women working there, some pople waiting, buisiness going on. One of the women asks "buyurn" and I say that I'm Deniz's friend, from the apartment above, and that we were together the night before. She says ok and makes a call, then asks me to sit down and wait. I realize that Deniz is such a famous person that there is so much business and stuffs going on around her all the time. I watcha group of people come out from another office, as if they are leaving a meeting, and I think about how stupid and arrogant they think they are. Suddenly I'm called into a side office and Deniz is there, and it's her modest bedroom. She's wearing a thin dress/nighty and is happy to see me. We lie down on the bed, and I suddenly have my baby son with me and we are playing with him. He is crawling all around and as we grapple to hold him we are touching each other. Her dress falls down a bit. Deniz (my son) is crawling all over the place and Deniz Seki is laughing so much at him. I notice now that I am desundo, I'm not sure if it's "the right move or not" and try to cover up a bit. This continues for a while and then I notice that Deniz Seki has more clothes on than before. She says something like "12:30" (something like "it's late for me") and the mood changes. She jumps up and starts getting ready and it obvious that we have to go. She is now cold. As I'm putting my shirt on I say in turkish "I'm sorry I just came like this without asking" but she doesn't really respond... but it's obvious she's not happy.
2) I'm in Istanbul and driving in a car, a limo I guess, and we are winding down a long night of partying or something. In the car is one or two friends of mine, and Deniz Seki, who seems a little drunk. We are all joking. At one point I turn and see her lying with her head sideways on the seat, looking at me and laughing... I think "dude this is my chance, I'm going to get jiggy with Deniz Seki". It is daytime, but somehow still seems to be the end of a long night. We are going to Deniz'z house, but at the same time the house of my friend where I'm staying is there too, I think. We get out of the car and have to walk to get to her house. We come up a small road, we are very high up on a hill which overlooks the Bosphorus, but of course it's not like any part that I know in reality. It's very high. We enter through into an abandoned area under a whole in a makeshift fence made of pieces of garbage. It's the remains of a Greek or Roaman ampitheter... but very krapsed and not much left. The whole are is overgrown and has some trash in it and is surrouded by half-ass buildings and fences. There is a huge swath of bright purple flowers which fills most of the area, coming up through the tall weeds. As I move away from the group and into the area with the tall flowers I notice something which looks like a body in the weeds. At first I think it's a dead deer, but then a dead large dog, then it seems it may be a large living dog which is streched out and resting. It's hard to tell but it's theatening so I back off. I look up at the view from the place and there is a small view of the Bogaz with a ship passing through, far down below. But the big thing is the view of the tall mountains on the other side of the bogaz, much taller than in reality. There is a strong white thick cloud base which swallows up the tops of all of the mountains, so it's hard to know how tall they are, but they be big. As I study the view more I have a urge to take it's photo, but I know the photo wont capture the view correctly, but I contemplate taking a panorama of several photos. The view to the far right is strange since the mountains are very very green an lush and there is one buildling halfway up it, but it seems like video, like an over color corrected shot from my Romania stuffs. I notice that at many parts of the mountains there are small thin plumes of "smoke" which rise up into the cloud base... I guess these are forest fires. The spacing and shape of these thin lines as they ascend up to the clouds is really nice an appealing, makes me want to take a photo that much more. I get called back to the group and we continue up to the top of the area and through a small, low hanging door. I joke to Deniz Seki about how it's strange that someone as rich and famous as her has to enter her house in such a strange way. We come to a small foyer of an apartment building and we part ways, I go with my friend up stairs to their place, and Deniz Seki goes down stairs to her apartment. Then next thing I remember is it is the morning... even though it was morning when we parted, and I have come downstairs to Deniz Seki's apartment. I have decided to be brave and come for a visit. When I come in, it is almost like an office. There is something like a waiting room/counter, and two women working there, some pople waiting, buisiness going on. One of the women asks "buyurn" and I say that I'm Deniz's friend, from the apartment above, and that we were together the night before. She says ok and makes a call, then asks me to sit down and wait. I realize that Deniz is such a famous person that there is so much business and stuffs going on around her all the time. I watcha group of people come out from another office, as if they are leaving a meeting, and I think about how stupid and arrogant they think they are. Suddenly I'm called into a side office and Deniz is there, and it's her modest bedroom. She's wearing a thin dress/nighty and is happy to see me. We lie down on the bed, and I suddenly have my baby son with me and we are playing with him. He is crawling all around and as we grapple to hold him we are touching each other. Her dress falls down a bit. Deniz (my son) is crawling all over the place and Deniz Seki is laughing so much at him. I notice now that I am desundo, I'm not sure if it's "the right move or not" and try to cover up a bit. This continues for a while and then I notice that Deniz Seki has more clothes on than before. She says something like "12:30" (something like "it's late for me") and the mood changes. She jumps up and starts getting ready and it obvious that we have to go. She is now cold. As I'm putting my shirt on I say in turkish "I'm sorry I just came like this without asking" but she doesn't really respond... but it's obvious she's not happy.