When the going gets tough, the tought get going. What do I do? Sit in a Cafe frequented by students trying to be cool (and turkish gangsters), smoke shisha till I feel sick, drink enough arabic tea to float the Titanic, and rant for the best part of 2 hours. Don't you just love my pithy response to life's ups and downs. I quite like to throw things too. But not in a cafe full of Turkish Gangsters ....