I started this morning having not been to sleep because I am all screwed up with the time.  I was told to be outside at 8 and when I walked to the van it was full of 15yr old girls that only spoke Turkish.  They eventually found the assistant coach for me, and I went to another room and had breakfast.  After breakfast, I went to a Turkish hospital to get a "physical". I met the team doctor and he took my blood and that was it.  Usually I would have "showed up and showed out" but there was a group of students watching so I decided to act my age!  I then went to get my picture taken, and now I am back at my room for hopefully a nap until I have to go to the airport with the assistant coach to pick up a teammate and then practice.  The most entertaining part of riding around the city is the assistant coach.  I never have any idea where we are going, but we just drive around, come to a stop and he says "Kimber, let's go!"  This has become a ritual and I just follow,nod my head and smile!