In this week’s edition of ”A Broad Abroad”, we find that Christy discovered the meaning of life through AC/DC lyrics and spent the night in a fall out shelter. Oh, the places you’ll go!
There’s a little bit of Buford Highway in every country.
The erection of this phallic monument has gotten a rise out of many members of terrorist groups wishing to penetrate Turkey’s peaceful way of life.
The blurry population of Turkey.
“Got Any nails?”
What the fountain at Centennial Olympic Park was supposed to look like.
Christy heard there was a guy selling pot. The language barrier tricked her again.
Fall Out Shelter; Turkey; 1961; Tromso Bunk Beds from Ikea; 2012
A sensible place to store your gun.
In Turkey, Christy found religion. It just happened to be a Turkish cult that worships Bon Scott.
Roman Catholic Church by Day, Church of Satan by night, Church of Bon Scott in between services.
Once you see it, you’ll shit bricks.
A long time ago in a country far, far away… someone bought kudzu seeds and brought them back to Georgia.
Kamile’s desire to bring Turkish street food to Atlanta was crushed when Christy explained to her Atlanta’s disdain for progress.
The contents of this flower will end up as spit all over the floor of the Turner Field dugouts.
”You buy rug, I throw in free cat. Look, he is very clean!”
Taken after the spirit of Bon Scott endowed Christy with the ability to fly as she sang the lyrics to “She’s Got Balls”.
The remains of the Dark Tower of Mordor.
…dumps like a truck, truck, truck.
Sarik moved back to Turkey from NYC to start his old flag business back up when he realized 9/11 was an inside job.