Perceptions!verse - Spander Files

“Okay, I just wondered. You’ve been to so many places:
Amsterdam, Berlin. You said you went to Turkey. How
weird is it to have a country named after a Thanksgiving
dinner.” There’s a little giggle in his voice, as he hovers
on the edge of sleep.
“I think the country was there a long time before your
annual celebrations were ever thought of, love. It’s a
beautiful country. You should go there, sometime. See
the sights. Drink in the atmosphere. There’s so much
history there, that it makes me feel like a child.
Byzantium and the Ottoman Empire were born and died
there. You can almost taste the history in the air and it’s
soaked into every rock and stone. You should go to
Istanbul and see the Sancta Sophia and stare at the
dome, as it seems to hang there in space. You should go
to Ankara and see the ruins of the Temple of Augustus
and listen to the faithful called to prayer at the
neighbouring Mosque. Take the time to go to Egypt and
see the Pyramids and the temples. Go to Amsterdam and
wander the flower markets and the canals. Go to
Morocco and lose yourself in the back alleys of the Souk.
Travel the Mediterranean and end up in Marseille, where
you‘ll sit and drink Pastis and play boules and watch the
world go by. Maybe you’ll go to Africa, pet. You could
lose yourself there and never want to come back. There’s