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I made a plan to meet my college friend Peri in Byoglu, a neighborhood north, across the bridge. I decided to make a day walk of it. The bridge overlooked all shores of the city and was inhabited by fishermen of all ages and some supplicant Roma beggars. One child played a plastic flute. The far end of the bridge was a jumble of busy streets and cobblestone alleys that convinced me to put my map away and explore. The ...
I sincerely do not know how to begin but by saying what a travelers joy it has been here in Istanbul. We spent the day yesterday traveling the shores of the Bosphorus and what sites we saw. I will post several pictures onto today's blog with many included below in the slide show as opposed to the body of today's entry - there are just too many to share!
We had a marvelous fleet cruise hearing and seeing all the palaces of the ...
... too was only looking at the visa and told me that it has expired. It was extended, I calmly explained, handing over the permit while pointing at the extension observation on the page next to it. Did you study? She asked. Study? I was confused about the question, I feel like a high school student confronted with a super low test score and my class teacher asking me, did you study, how come you did so poorly? What was the purpose of your trip? Oh, that, tourism. With ...
... it turned dark, the rain tuned torrential, there was absolutely no run off on the road so three landed highway started to flood, the hail came, and the road was no longer visible all whilst the craziest lighting storm cracked around us. Nick was none the wiser whist Owen and I drove on with the hazards on shouting obscenities every time the multiple forks from the lightning lashed down looking so so close. One strike whipped across in front of the ...
... hung out there for ages. I had my first frappuccino in years and remembered how overpriced and overrated they are (but pretty good). Eventually we braved the rain and wandered down the hill to the tattoo parlour deejay and Nim had found. It was just like any tattoo parlour in the world, with arty pictures on the walls, weird rock music playing and a bunch of brawny guys with beards. Nim and deejay showed him the design they ...