Flight to Istanbul was uneventful, until breakfast before landing. We got a scoop of alleged egg, a dish of unflavored yogurt, and mushrooms. Why they picked such a polarizing food, I have no idea. Surprised we didn’t get a side of cilantro-covered olives with a licorice chaser.

Anyway, we got a döner kebab in the airport, so we’ve pretty much experienced the entirety of the Turkish gestalt:

About two hours until our flight to Almaty.

And for God’s sake, people, stop putting birthday cakes down the toilet!