Michelle and I left terminal five O’hare after devouring a
lovely plate of nachos at Bin 51. On our
plane was about 50 teenagers heading to Paris to study art, but it didn’t
matter because we were in Economy Comfort on Air France which was a lovely
little pod of luxury. We were given
wine, bread and movies as we flew over the ocean. We had a layover in Paris were we enjoyed the
accommodations of the Air France lounge where there was no shortage of
chocolate croissants and cappuccinos. A
short three hour flight later we were in Istanbul! We took a taxi over to the Beyoglu neighborhood
where we found our apartment for the next few days and Liza! We enjoyed a
bottle of wine and some Kefta in a crazy alleyway cafe.
Istanbul is crawling with cats. Everywhere you look are street cats. When we headed out the next morning at the
end of our steep street was a Julius Meinel sign and a small coffee shop. The owner ousted the cats from the chairs and
we were served up cappuccinos and delightful yogurt, honey and granola. We were fueled for the day and we headed to
Old Town to catch the sights. When we
arrived we were greeted by men who informed us that the Topkapi Palace was
closed but they could take us to their carpet shops, we politely declined and
made our way to the tombs of the Aya Sofya.
Aya Sofya is an old (like super old built in 537) church that was
converted into a mosque, and later converted into a museum. The tombs were buildings were all sorts of
sultans, his wives and his children.
Each tomb was decorated in mosaics and the tombs were felt covered
caskets that were arranged according to size, the largest the sultan, then his
wives then his children in pecking order.
The boys’ tombs had turbans on them!
After hanging out in the beautiful tombs we went into the Aya Sofya, ay
ya ay! Beautiful large ceiling and domes, incredible that it had been built so
long ago!!! It was awesome to see the
frescos of Christians past with the art of 18th century Muslims side
by side.
Blue Mosque view from Aya Sofia |
After the church it was onto the Grand Bazar! Upon entering
there were shops for as far as the eye could see. We spent time wandering the winding rows
haggling for lamps and Turkish bath towels. We were famished from our
adventures so we hit up a Doner Kebob shop and had fresh lamb with pita
bread. Across the street we spied the
famous Hafiz Mustafa bakery across the street, we strolled across to sample the
Turkish Delight and coffee. It was an
experience, but the sticky, gelatinous, nutty “delight” was less than
delightful and the coffee thick as tar; we came, we did, need not repeat! The other items we sampled at Mustafa’s was
AWESOME, such as the pudding and cakes. Doner
Kebob’s though, the JAM!!!
Turkish Coffee? Delight? |
After stuffing our faces we headed to the spice market to
grab some spices. We sampled pomegranate
tea and purchased loads of spices! We
then made our way on foot back to our apartment across the Ataturk bridge. On the bridge were tons of fisherpeople
spending their after work time casting giant deep sea fishing poles off of the
bridge. These fisherpeople were not just
your aging old men with graying beards, oh no this was an after work happy hour
with fashion similar to Logan Square hipsters, I expect after they catch their
fish they’ll grab their fixies and ride home to fry it up with some PBR. Pretty crazy scene. We made it back to our hotel and headed to a
wine bar to gossip about the day and drink some Turkish wine!!
Day Two
Our late evening at the wine bar made an early start on
Wednesday not practical so we journeyed out we went back to the Topkapi Palace
and it was open, we strolled through the grounds and pictured what it was like
to live here in 15th century 4,000 people deep. It was rumored that the harem housed at least
one woman for each day of the year and at one time a emperor had 112
children. The palace people rarely left
the grounds and were feasting on amazing food that ‘Merica would not see till
at least the 1800s.
Blue Mosque Selfie |
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