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... Turkish Tea in the Bazzar a challenge. It is fun to have seen it on tv and to now be a part of it myself. So with that I got lost in the stalls of textiles, carpets, bowls, trinkets, flatware and pretty much anything else that can be sold. I was whisked into several scarf and carpets shops being swoon by men and their many offerings of tea - "turkish or apple my dear?" My god I'm not exaggerating but by the time I finally finished all my teas and found my ...
... scarf. We walked through the square between the blue mosque and aya Sofia and encountered a strange painted goat slurping up cigarette butts (don't ask). We eventually decided none of the restaurants stood out so we just ate on the hotel rooftop. We both got delicious kebab plates. Afterwards we sat on the rooftop for ages relaxing, then eventually just went to bed. I think we're a bit done with travelling. I love you, ...
... begins to feel more like, 35, then 45 as we speed walk from one end of the airport to the other. Only to arrive in plenty of time to wait, and wait, and wait for our next, late, flight.
The leg from Istanbul to Arusha, Africa was the hottest damn plane ride I’ve ever been on. It felt like a 7 hour sauna, only with no pool break. A couple of more bad movies and we were touching down. We headed through security ...
... Trudging back up the hill we said goodbye to Istanbul and repacked the suitcases for our early departure the following morning.
At 4:45am we woke up and caught our transfer to the airport with a couple of Auzzie's. The last nine days in Turkey had been amazing and we had certainly eaten our way around this part of the word. Without any hassle we boarded our flight with Taihape and Keiran back to London, ready for the busy work week the following day.
I have to admit, I'm not motivated to blog and in fact, would probably make a lousy travel writer. At least when it comes to the Big City. This is because I am a simpleton. I prefer to just walk the city or sit and people-watch versus traipsing through museums and churches. I like street food. I like witnessing the city come alive while on an early morning run. And I like listening and watching the feel of the city change after the sun goes down. And Istanbul ...