Gloves For Pool Cleaning

If I could teleport anywhere, now, I would be in Istanbul at sunset, facing the Hagia Sophia. On the bench there, that on the evening of November 1. But I wish that there was yet light, the sky was orange and the next most important decision was to take another çai between the apple Ocagi Turk Kultur Ve Sanat or go directly to dinner at Teras Restaurant. In Milan today

the sunset was not pink, but dark blue. And for dinner we have Sefin Cilinger Sofrasi but maybe pasta alla carbonara. Which is fine, however, in the end. Pasta alla carbonara tonight for two, and nothing else.
The hostel reopens after Easter.