Wendy and I survived the 10 hour plus flight to Istanbul. We were greeted by a driver with a beautiful sign with quilters on top (I'll try to post it later) and whisked off through Istanbul's horrific traffic to our hotel in the old section and on to the Quilt Show at the famous Military Museum. Our quilts were quickly hung and Wendy began judging the show with two locals.
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