This is my dad's big old head at the Spice Market in Istanbul. That's his Turkey hat. Everyone thought he was Turkish. Luckily he speaks the language fairly well. Isn't Dad handsome?
That's my head, in front of the amphitheatre in Ephesus. Wearing MY Turkey hat as well. I'm not as photogenic as my dad, but we all have our crosses to bear.
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