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... together all 'the big sights' were. There's the Blue Mosque, here's the Hagia Sophia - a 1500 year old church (circa ~500 AD), there are the underground Cisterns, just over that way to Topkapi Palace, a 10 minute walk there to the Grand Bazaar.
We're big fans of this place - it's been a feast for the senses.
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... certainty. The driver pointed us to the other bus and we boarded just as they were closing the doors. Thank you, stubborn bus driver person, for insisting that we get on the correct bus. Something tells me they've had a problem with this in the past! We arrived at the airport about three hours before departure and were immediately cleared into seats next to each other for the flight to Male, Maldives. We have never been so excited for a little beach time and scuba ...
... was closed but the Spice Bazaar was an interesting smaller version. The Topkapi Palace is perched high on the hill at the harbor entrance to the City and is the historic palace of the sultans with ancient artifacts on display as well as religious Muslim items - like pieces of the Prophet Mohammed's beard and cloaks worn by the various prophets.
It was a great trip and lots of interesting sights. Now...back to reality... and work.
... of Istanbul's old town and watching the interaction between market traders is always entertaining, as they banter with each other.
From the Spice Market, I walked to Sultanahmet, to explore some of Istanbul's most famous sites. On the way, I got chatting to a Turkish guy, who was convinced that I was American (or from Afghanistan based on the beard!). In something that would become a common occurrence, it transpired that he would like ...
... the "4.8.13" and the "5.8.13" which sort of gives a clue. She huffs. I puff. I want to go from Eskeshir to Ankara and I want the 1245hrs departure. She's being bloody awkward. It's obviously her "off" day (I'm being polite). She writes down the departure times for that day. No. No. No. I want the 1245hrs departure. She huffs. I keep muttering to myself four words. Three of which are......oh.....for.....& sake.
Eventually, at last, after a lot of hard ...