Personal encounters with some horny men in Istanbul.

Since I went solo this time, I found out for sure, that when you are a single female foreign traveller and you walk into the Aksaray metro area at night you are really asking for trouble.

 I had 2 men ( both older, separate times ) pretending to walk with me ( like I was with them) , one tall baldish well built Jewish looking guy sticking to me at the traffic lights, another 20ish shorter man leering and grinning at me until I got the hell out and  reached the safe area of Aksaray tram stop area which is about 200 metres from the Aksaray metro area.

I also had my voluptous derriere prodded sneakily from behind the cover of a canvass bag on the tram itself in Sirkeci, by someone who looked Cumberbatch ( shocking ! ) , my hand held and caressed by someone who looked like Mika . The Mika lookalikealso attempted to put a necklace around me but I ran off quickly before he could.

And then there was this fellow.

He had approached me at the lights just when I was fuming over a hateful insult an Uzbek shop assistant hurled about Malaysia ( she was trying to close the deal with this bunch of loosers from Malaysia who were pretending to be from China, their accent a dead giveaway, but of course she didn't know that )

Hearing my story, he escorted me to the tourist police beat and then back to the shop for an apology from the said staffer. 

That over and done with he insisted I follow him back to his shop for tea. Because he saw that I was reluctant he said, " ok, just come, I wanna give you my name card so you can call me and look for me in case you have anymore problem "

He takes me into a small clearing behind the shops where tea is being served in the open , then asks me to " please wait here. I will get my staff to bring you my name card "

A cup of tea arrives and he insists I must have it ( cannot refuse this sign of hospitality ) . He sits himself on the next sofa and begins to talk about his business and himself .

Then he asks about me and I tell him very frankly that I am married with 2 kids and am 42.

Tells me about the problems he encountered doing business in Malaysia. 

 His name card soon arrives , he hands it to me. And then a little bit later ( because I think he's ok ) I hand mine to him. And let him know that if he has anymore problems in Malaysia, I will help him in return.

Mistake !  coz the conversation soon turns steamy.

He begins to relate 2 of his encounters with Malaysian women ( one Chinese, one Malay ). 

Waxes lyrical about the very sexy Malaysian Chinese . And asks 

" Malaysian Chinese men told me that Malaysian Chinese women, once they reach a certain age, become uninterested in sex with their husbands " 

Without going into too many details ,I tell him I have no such problem with my hubby . His eyebrows go up.

Next he boasts about the size of his " tool " by way of relating his experience with the Malay girl. Said that she complained he was too large and thus they could only make out like  twice instead of more times in a day .

That he has been " without " for 3 years.

Omg.... I have heard more than enough already and start making excuses to get my ass out of there and then he tells me this

" You are misunderstanding me , I don't want to have a happy ending with you. " 

SAY WHAT ?

 Yeah, alarm bells go off in my head and I'm gonna scott out of there. Now. Swallow the balance of my tea and say 

" Well, I gotta go already " 

He agrees and walks me out to the road. 

Snap some pictures together and then he goes

" um, listen, why don't you come back here at 7 later and have tea with me ?"

I refuse but he won't take no for an answer.

I start arguing with him on the street and say 

" Look, I can't. I don't know about other women but I am married and as such NO . Ok ? "

He gets pissed 

Him : If you don't come back here by 7pm I will never contact you again

Me   : up to you. Whatever 

Him : You misunderstand me . It is just tea.

He turns his back on me angrily to elicit a response.

I take that chance to walk off steadily without turning back for a last look. Phew ! 

 Plenty of single ladies  fly in here partly because these men will ensure that no women ever gets lonely in Istanbul. But I really wasn't looking . He just picked the wrong gal.