Cold rice pudding and coloured teas
Sep 05, 2010
Aug 21, 2011
Another sunny start in Istanbul. Mum and Dad found their way to the hostel (they have this part of Istanbul cracked now) and off we all set for another day of exploring this fascinating city. We decided that the spice market would be a good starter and it sure was. The hustle and bustle combined with intoxicating smells and melodic sales pitches resulted in a fun couple of hours of getting lost. 'Call for Prayer' alarm clock and dried apricots purchased we found our way out and enjoyed a Chicken Doner and half an hour to catch our breath. A stroll across Galata Bridge was beautiful, catching views up the Golden Horn and weaving our way in and out of the many fishing lines dangling over the edge. We then felt it was time to get a different angle of the city so caught a ferry across to the Asian side and Bosphorus shore suburb of Uskudar. At first sight it wasn’t much to look at, but as we made our way around the water we found a beautiful café where we sat and drank tea, looking back at the Old Town with the sun going down. The rush hour ferry back to the centre was another magical experience, passing cruise ships and tankers along the river and marvelling at the rooftops of mosques and palaces along the way. In the evening we found another good restaurant and had a fun meal trying a range of kebab style dishes and desserts. The roof top terrace was filling up, we were pleased to be here out of season as surely during the sumer months these places are jam packed. Dad was very surprised when the rice pudding he ordered was served cold, the shocked look on his face was quite a picture. The assortment of coloured teas was also fun to finish off another great day.