Layd Diana Istanbul

... the bathroom. When I left I forgot to take ıt, and for the rest of the journey I had to use my underwear as towel because Turkısh bathıng towel seems made of wool or somethıng not cotton, lıke table cloth. Anyway after I fınıshed my breakfast (sandwıch from last nıght flıght) and gave my last three pıeces of bread to the Hush dog ın the p ...

... listened to a guy rave on about carpet for over an hour. The man could talk underwater and I just couldn&#8217;t get out of there. After many cups of tea and many &#8220;No thank you&#8217;s&#8221; I managed to escape his wrath and get on with my day. It was a pretty quiet afternoon/evening as I was still craving some alone time after my recent Corfu.<br> The next morning I was on a tour to Pamukkale, a series of calcium deposits in the ...

... them to meet me... i waited there for about 45 minutes and they didnt show so i left and came back to my apartment... i figured that was better than getting lost somewhere else.... my roommate came home a little while ago so i was glad that she came home safely and now im waiting for my friend cassie to email me back to make sure that she is safe.<br><br>i cant believe that this is my last week here in turkey... its gone by so fast!! time flies when you are having fun ;-)<br><br>TTFN<br>

... flying out around them. They whirled for such along time that Carol and I could not help but wonder how they didn't get dizzy and fall over. After the ceremony we thought we would reward ourselves with a nice dinner and some turkish ice cream (tastes similar to the ice cream we know but has a certain elasticity to it). If you have not already guessed Carol and I have begun gaining back the weight we lost while in Egypt and Jordan.

Well, cereal with tepid milk and nescafe served as breakfast. Michael and I havent made the cultural shift yet- and so therefore it was difficult to make the olives, mystery cheese and cucumbers breakfast at the hostel. And may I ask: Why is it that noone but Americans like cold milk with cereal? By the way- you'll be happy to know we've already made friends-kinda. Theres a server at a restaurant that we went to last ...

... It is decorated in yellow with patterns of flowers and other designs. The interior has many varieties of marble and overall it is very impressive. From here we walked to Topkapi palace. This is stunning. We were here back in 1994 and since then they have changed the treasury rooms. There is still the magnificent emereld dagger and a diamond made as a turban ornament that is the size of a cricket ball!!. There are jewel encrusted thrones and magnificent jewellery. We ...

... words of  a more colourful nature to describe him, but in the efforts to keep this blog clean, I will stick to "unprofessional"/ To begin with, Orhan had terrible BO. It took a long time for me to come to terms with the fact that I was to spend an entire day with someone with offensive body odour. Secondly, Orhan's pants were constantly falling down and his underwear hanging out. That is neither here nor there, but it bugged me. Orhan thought the world of himself - a definite King of ...

... Then we walk through the "Spice Market," an "Old City" type market that is colorful and makes us a little crazy. Then we see a gorgrous old mosque called the "New Mosque." Not a tourist destination because it is "only" 700 years old, but our book says that visitors are welcome except during prayer times. So we sit inside for half an hour (what a refreshingly ...

... Constantinople, as it was called then. Now Ataturk, the Turkish version of George Washington, turned it into a museum. It was even larger than the Blue Mosque but seemed a lot darker and not as colorful. We were able to go to the upper level, which gave us a great view of the whole building and there were also some very old mosaics there. Even though we spent longer at Hagia Sophia, I thought that the Blue Mosque was more ...

... we have the luxury to take things a bit more slowly and have time to just sit around and adsorb what's going on - its made for some of our most interesting and enjoyable times. Chris started this little routine - after a busy day wandering around and trying to contribute very little to the Turkish economy via the carpet sellers, we come back to the hotel which is down a (relatively for Istanbul) quiet side street, where we sit at little tables on ...