It's not that I don't like Nat King Cole - because I do. I really do. It's just that it's April 17th and it's sunny outside and it's 20° C and it's Turkey ... and well, listening to Caroling and Caroling, which Starbucks is currently regaling us with, is a tad disconcerting.
I can only imagine that this is some sort of penance - karma maybe - I have to pay for drinking a filter coffee in Starbucks, whereas I could - or rather, should - be sipping a kahve, an authentic Turkish coffee in an authentic Turkish café in Turkey.
Oh goodie: now it's Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer.
But the free-wifi-seeking whore that I am, I come regularly to Starbucks to plug in my computer and download. And, of course, blog.
And now it's Do You Hear What I Hear?
And besides, the last time I did have a kahve, an authentic Turkish coffee in an authentic Turkish café in Turkey, I was bright-eyed and bushy tailed until 4 in the morning.
Ahhhhh ... Bing Crosby.
Shoot me now.