Istanbul Story: Up In (Hookah) Smoke

“Just suck and blow, you know how to do that right?” Vicky cackled, passing me the hookah hose. As white smoke filled the milky base, my head filled up with sleek and sexy images of desert sheikhs and curious caterpillars, puffing on long slender pipes, exhaling delicate, swirling plumes. Self-consciously raising the plastic mouthpiece to Read More …