Over our heads.

You know you are staying at a hotel that far exceeds your budget when you ask for a straw...

...and it comes in its own designer box. I'm also sure it wasn't free. 

Today, mom, dad and Aunt Sandra went into the city. I have yet to leave the compound of the hotel, but that's ok, because grandma and grandpa push me around in the garden and keep me stocked with cocktails. 

The parents had heard about the demonstrations going on in Istanbul from great-grandma Manou in San Diego (the only informed member of the family). Oddly enough, dad just so happened to take us to the place where those exact demonstrations were taking place. Genius. Thankfully, the protests were scheduled for later that evening, but they did see plenty of Turkish police with very scary guns. The cab driver told them about the last time when his cab was hit with tear gas. It would have been fine though, they could have taken refuge in the near by Starbucks or KFC. Unbelievable. 

A quick picture of the fam in Taksim Square before moving on to more important landmarks, like the Gap. 

After about 20 minutes of shopping, dad demand they eat. They found a great place where they ordered entirely too much food and the waiter had to teach them how to eat it. Apparently it was really good, because they didn't bring any home for me. 

All in all, it was a successful day sans injury or tear gas exposure. Mom and dad even bought me some cute clothes. 

And this is what I did all day!