Wanna know what I did on Saturday #69? Unlike the last time I asked a similar question, this answer will be short and sweet: I slept.
I went to bed on Friday night with a bit of a hangover – a reminder of my Thursday night on the town with the last Dragoman passenger left in Turkey. I don’t know what it was that caused me to sleep through the night and most of the next day and night but it wasn’t self-inflicted and it wasn’t pretty. Consequently there won’t be a detailed account of what I did on Saturday #69. Even I cannot spin a story out of sleeping for 30 out of 36 hours.