Upon arriving in Istanbul we were off the boat less than five minutes when we were shouted at and reeled in by this pretty, pretty boy offering us shoe shines. He was about 19 or 20. We made the mistake of giving him the time of day when asked, then he chased us down the street nearly two blocks trying to scam us on everything under the sun. Needless to say in my bachelorhood I would have propositioned this young Turk for sex instantly without a split second of hesitation. And probably gotten it. But I would not spoil my beloved's holiday for anything on Earth, so we moved on. The mercantile mania!