Grand Tahir Hotel
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... in perspective. The place looked so calm and beautiful, its hard to
imagine the carnage that happened that exactly 100years ago to the date our
diggers were set up in the Cove. After Anzac Cove we had a beach walk over to
one of the various beach cemeteries. It was chilling looking at the names and
ages of all the troops that gave their lives for Australia and New Zealand. Not
to mention those from other countries like India and France. After that we took
... strands from the Prophet. Needless to say, these are extremely religious artifacts, and the entire ambience of that section was different. There were Koranic verses playing in the background, it was darker and somehow felt quieter. Irrespective of which religion you belong to, or whether you believe in God, there was something about that room that made you calmer from within. I spend the evening sitting in the park between Aya Sofia and the Blue Mosque. Its a perfect ...
... to spend time ogling their handiwork ... and snapping photos.
They make a superb treat. The Turks serve them with coffee. I snatched up a few boxes to bring back with me, but if you want to join in the fun early, or live too far away to let me serve as a conduit of delight, find a nearby store that sells them.
I am still on a blogging frenzy, so watch for more to come soon.
... the spice market and the bazaar and stopped off for Turkish coffee, the stuff you have to chew through, before returning to tranny. It was getting on towards 7.30, so we weighed up leaving and chancing a camp ground, until we realised all the other campers in the park looked set for the night... Owen chatted to the Italian van next door and they confirmed they were stopping for the night. Turns out it was 30lira if you stayed in the park for an hour or 24 ...
... cucumber and olives. Yumm. Milly, however, managed to talk me into letting her have French toast. By then it was getting really hot, so we had a few hours rest at home before dragging David out for a wander around the area and a walk down the the harbour by the Golden Horn, where we came across the fish market and some really basic restaurants with plastic chairs on a dirt floor. Of course being right next to the fish market ...