Celik Palas Bursa
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- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Room service
- Swimming pool
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We joined up with our tour this morning - the aptly named "Turkish Delights" tour. After breakfast we were loaded onto the bus, seats chosen for us and off we went. The tour guide is a very nice man who seems most knowledgeable about all things Turkish (and to be honest he could be telling us all sorts of stories and who would know?).
We drove through the streets of Istanbul (in peak hour) and ended up ...
... and you really do feel affected every time you watch people grieve. I say this honestly, I wouldn't want to face the wrath of those men in the protest, for anything. It's as frightening as it is tragic. Raw grief and anger in spades.
The crowd erupted suddenly into an onslaught of a well known nationalistic idiom, "Ne mutlu Türküm diyene!" (How happy and proud a Turk I am!) The student I was sitting with happens to be a police officer in town, and ...
... and minds of far too many.
From everything I'm reading coming from Washington, there's a fear of the Muslim Brotherhood filling a power vacuum if Mubarak leaves immediately. This fear may be legitimate, it may not be, and unfortunately I don't feel like I've enough clout to speak on it. But my guess is that most of the Egyptian people don't want extreme agendas filling their administration either. My guess is that the majority ...
... as well as entry and exit offices in a mad dash to get through the red tape and return home. It was actually kind of fun. Minus the lack of sleep. On the very empty bus from Bulgaria to Istanbul, I spotted a row of seats in the back that looked perfect to lay down across, so I indulged my tired side for a bit. That is, until one of the Bulgarian bus staff began yelling at me to get back to my seat. I assume he was Bulgarian ...
... First you come to a residential area - grungy apartments and families buzzing about, little kids playing soccer in the street, which wind and curve aimlessly and labyrinth-like. Local bread and corner shops dot the scene here and there, and I dropped in a bought a loaf of great, fresh bread, ate it as I continued my climb. I passed one of many mosques, this one quite small, as middle-aged fathers washed their feet and hands outside before facing Mecca ...