Allstar Bilek Hotel Istanbul

... a few pixs of my latest acquisitions.
The address is Binbirdirek Mh. Kloc Farer Cd. Altan Ishani
No: 3/2 Sulanahmet ( Across from Tram stop Sultanamet and Starbucks, around corner from MacDonald’s) Directly across the street from the Nena Hotel
Cell: 0535 642 0824
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... or when their parents come to visit they must behave differently. Luckily their family belongs to a sect of Muslim that is not very traditional – the women don’t even have to cover their heads – but still there are big differences between these two lives. For example, honor killing, when a male member will kill a female member of the same family if it is decided that she has dishonored the family (such as become pregnant out of marriage), is illegal but still ...

... It's probably not passive/aggressive behavior either, just the techniques of a rug merchant. Rug merchants are very similar the world over, the way they work you, slow and easy, over and over, like a pig on a spit. I can shine my own shoes, thank you. The kilims are nice, of course, but there's nothing much here that I haven't seen before in my career as a trade-show geek; except for the Central Asia chapans, that is, kimono-like dresses with ...

... to the top. Spoilt some of the pictures, but then it gave us another perspective - there is a stairway to heaven! The mira (pulpit) for Muslims is in place. There was a cat warming itself in front of one of the spot lights. She caught everyone's attention. We could go up to the 2nd floor, an amazing sight looking down on the huge main floor. On this floor are mosaic pictures that the plaster has been removed from and the they have been restored as best as ...

... 9 months of fierce fighting. Some points to note: · Two bullets, fired from exactly opposite directions that hit in mid air and stick together are known as "fused" bullets. The odds of this happening are said to be 160 million to one, yet they have found many such fused bullets in this area...it highlights the volume of ammunition that was being discharged!; · In the nine months of fighting, 500,000 injuries were sustained, of which 100,000 resulted in ...

... And the wait helped. My mind simplified its problems. Unfortunately, however, (sniff, sniff) Finjid is not a major character, and I may never write his name again. ... Actually - one more time, at this story's end.

Once I got to Istanbul (two Swiss girls and I hitchhiked the last ten kilometers to the historic center together, from a toll booth), I wrote in my journal in a park. Near me, one of the hitchhiking sisters took a nap, and the other ...

... I tried to go to the Blue Mosque but was turned away by a scolding sign that announced that women were to wear a head scarf and long skirt. Oops, I had chosen the wrong outfit to wear, but I did manage to sneak a quick photo in of the inner grounds of the mosque! My fear of pickpockets properly prepared me for what I experienced today. I wasn't pickpocketed, but I was target for scammers. This greasy charmer of a man approached me as I got out of my cab. He asked ...

... the largest church in the world, it had been built by Justinian in the 500īs. The interior is still lined with frescoes that had at one time been plastered over, but are now very visible with restoration work. I think the most impressive feature was the sheer size of the place. We wondered round for some time, and Asher and Gracey actually discovered the video capability of their cameras, and both made short clips that they ...

... glory, and majesty every other edifice ever constructed as a monument to God. 3. Topkapi Palace Contemplate the majesty of the Ottoman sultanate in the fine buildings, gilded pavilions and immaculate gardens. The sumptous harem makes you reconsider the life of a concubine especially if you are concubine number 1!! 4. Kariye Museum Frescoes portraying the life of Christ are among the most evocative of ...

... On a bridge over the otogar, a procession of tanks were moving and I seriously wondered for a moment, news-starved as we are, whether there had been some sort of coup d'etat. Paranoia surfaced and, in addition to any military problems there may be, I was sure we were about to be pounced on by unscrupulous hawkers and rogues.

As it turned out, it was just paranoia. The bus company, having previously asked where we were going (Sultanahmet, Old Istanbul) had laid on a minibus ...