It’s my fifth day in Turkey, and I have already ruined one establishment for us.

I was flirting with a real estate agent while she showed us a flat. I lied to her (for absolutely no good reason) about going to a job interview when in fact we were going to another real estate agent to look at a flat. Turns out, the guy took us to the exact same house, where the old woman there told him the girl took us earlier, at which point he proceeded to call her and tell her the story.

I can never go back.