the whining/crying/screaming of children will greet me at the gates of hell

If anything, Istanbul thus far has been a lesson in patience. Something I historically have had to work on... now I have to remember that I am the adult,and they are only five years old-- maybe grandpa bob was onto something when he questioned if I was old enough to take care of two kids. I think of my mom having 3 of us all at once at only 25 years old and I shudder... great lady.
Merits- not having so much time to get into trouble; discipline is being foisted upon me. I wake up early. Eat regular meals (lots of bread and cheese! oh, changes in diet. I don't see eating meat in my future, although it's been predicted by a few)... make my bed. Go straight to be after shower/kids go to sleep. Yes... a good experience. And after this I will not be having children of my own for maybe as many years as biologically possible. But no one wants to hear about those things, not ladylike.
Dude,my spacebar is all wonky and my words keep getting jammed together.
Now for the main question: Do I nap now (good idea)? Go for a walk (I need fresh air and new scenery like nobody's business)? Buy some chocolate (yes please!)... and facebook...
Also!Before I forget-- people drive so differently here. Turning into oncoming traffic is normal, blocking intersections... it's all pretty aggressive and there seems to be much different etiquette/laws perhaps. Also, clearly I am a foreigner. I dress worse than most of the people i've seen, and I didn't think about it before I left, but my short hair is pretty unusual here too. Over and out.