This is the account of the second near miss of my first 2026 Istanbul trip. Day One I was walking down Istiklal Cd. in Şişhane near Galatasaray high school1 Monday around 11 PM when I saw a Turkish girl with puffy hair and tight gym leggings. Feeling a DNA-tug I opened immediately. To my surprise, this girl spoke fluent English - a rare occurrence. She 24 and was an ambitious lawyer. ...
This was my first solid number on my first 2026 trip to Istanbul. A short, nice-looking, Turkish local with wavy brown hair and light-brown eyes. I opened her in a side street of the main Nişantaşı shopping street. The set was rather light and not overly sexual, but I could tell she was really into me. The number close was easy and we agreed to meet for coffee later. She was quite inexperienced, as would become clear later: ...
I saw this short girl stroll along Na Příkopě by the old town. She was dressed in black leather shorts, a leather jacket, and had fluffy blond hair with a single small braid. “She looks R!” I yelled. My wing nodded, and I went in for the approach. “Oh wait! I think I got an IOI,” he suddenly exclaimed. “It’s alright, though. You go!” I was confused. I was already catching up to her as she was passing New Yorker. “Are you sure?” I asked him. “Yeah man! Go - open her!” he yelled. I went in… ...