Tuesday, May 19, 2015

MENU's Aegean Odyssey. Day 2, Istanbul: Grand Bazaar, Bosporus, Blue Mosque, Cisterns

On our second day in Istanbul, we decided to visit the Grand Bazaar
 a huge warren of arch ceilinged passages
 with a vast variety of jewellery, textiles and carpets
ceramics 
 a few teas
and spices
 Much of it expensive, some interesting and some not very good
 and some of it excellent
 The alleys we followed behind the bazaar were full of wholesalers selling textiles and clothing ...
... small "hole in the wall" places for a take out lunch
we could see rice, chickpeas, and chicken 
Lynne (an ex jeweller) was fascinated to find this man breaking up old broken bits. She bought two interesting pieces for 15 TLira 
Turkish variety of "Car" seats for children 
Down the steep hill in the scarf & textile area 
Some incredible old buildings with modern shops beneath 
Here you could buy underwear: 4 vests for 4 TL, or a wedding gown, or baby clothes
Or dress your children as Pashas
We loved the Hil FIGER  blue jeans
Three billy goats gruff
Lynne was taken by these beautiful bejewelled fabrics which you sew onto an evening dress to turn it into something spectacular and couture. We did not ask the price
The New Mosque and the unpleasant restaurant
where we had an indifferent lunch.
When we checked our map, 
we were amazed at how far we had walked
The food was ordinary, the service appalling
We asked for chicken doner kebabs; we were served the expensive 'undone' version
The chicken and the chips were dried out and tasteless. 
We called for yoghurt and chilli to add some moisture and flavour and made up our own
They sneakily added (and took) service to the bill, 
which we did not want to pay. 
If only we'd had the right change...
The Istanbul Commodity Exchange in a very old building
We found the dock side with a view of the ferries 
and the bridge over the Bosporus
We were on a ferry very similar to the one on the left 
The Galata Tower from our afternoon Bosporus ferry trip
Beware of ticket touts who charge 50 TL pp to go on a small, rickety ferry
The official ferry cost just 12TL pp for a 2½ hr trip
The Bosporus is extremely busy 
with ferries, barges and huge ships 
Boarding the ferry
Lots of international tourists on board
Old and modern are mixed in Istanbul
The ferry made one stop at the Bosporus Bridge 
which is right in front of a mosque 
We thought this huge ship was going to collide with us 
but she turned amazingly quickly
The Maidens' Tower
Touring can be tiring 
We went quite a long way up the Bosporus and saw the smaller expensive ferries alongside us
We next took the trolley up the hill to the Blue Mosque
Magnificent minarets
Waiting in the central courtyard till prayers are over at 5.30
The main Dome
The blue stained glass windows and the huge 'elephants feet' support pillars 
A detail shot of some of the beautiful blue tiles
More details. This was built in 
It is very dark inside the mosque at 5.30, 
but John's camera does capture the blue light
These two young Turkish lasses asked him 
to take their photograph with their phone
The magnificent stained glass windows 
and Lynne being respectful 
Hagia Sophia, built as a church by Justinian in 532-537, it was the most important church in Christianity for 1000 years, then became a mosque, now is a museum. It closed as we got there; we had to return next day
  A hooded crow
They are everywhere, like starlings at home
 Local stray dogs are tagged and left to fend for themselves, as are the many stray cats
It broke our hearts, some of these are pedigree dogs
They are fed by the city and the community
Afternoon nap
They are everywhere
Into the Cisterns, built by Emperor Justinian, 527-565 AD
 Magnificent domed roof and a selection of different columns to support it, with the water for the city below
The water is full of koi and other fish, coins thrown by visitors, and is very clear
The lighting is superb, but John's camera enhances light; it is actually much darker than this
Justinian reused older statues and columns. 
This is one of two Medusa heads he used as a column support
Being ambushed into a carpet sellers dungeon, we were not the only customers 
The psychology used is clever and persuasive, unless you have experienced it before, as Lynne has. She enjoyed the apple tea and the sit down very much and resisted all temptation 
The tram is modern, fast and quiet 
Walking from the tram back to our apartment area, lots of street life
We could not resist this local baker selling interesting local savoury and sweet pastries. We bought some meat stuffed borek and the cheesy pasta on the right which we thought was a cheese pie. Neither was great, sadly
Small roadside restaurant seating, not at all tempting. We had a take away chicken at home, quite exhausted from the huge range we covered
How do they keep the glasses on the tables?
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© John & Lynne Ford, Adamastor & Bacchus 2015

Monday, May 18, 2015

MENU's Aegean Odyssey. Day 1, Cape Town to Istanbul

On Saturday afternoon, we took the MyCiti bus to the airport and discovered that the actual departure time was 40 minutes earlier than the time printed on our tickets. We came close to missing the plane, but we made it in the nick of time
and boarded Turkish Airlines TK 0041. We and the small contingent of Cape Town passengers flew to Johannesburg and killed two hours in the aircraft on the ground before taking off and
 landing in Istanbul at 5.30am on Sunday, tired from a sleepless night - we never sleep well on planes and love KLM's daylight flight from Amsterdam. Service on Turkish was good and the plane food slightly better than usual
 Then came the shock. After about an hour in the long queue for immigration, in the worst queues we have ever seen worldwide, with thousands shuffling, we discovered that the Turks require a visa for UK passports. John had applied for and printed out his e-Visa, free of charge. Lynne had been told a visa wasn't necessary for a UK passport. She had to go and buy one (€25) and rejoin at the back of the queue, which took another hour. Landed 05h15 left airport 08h30, exhausted
 Immigration cleared, we went down to the underground Metro station, bought our Istanbulkart pass cards (similar to a MyCiti card) and boarded the train, having been told by the security man to go to the second last stop on the line
We got off and stopped at a nearby hotel to ask for directions. We needed to go to the last stop on the line
So we did that
 and went looking for our digs. Lost again and went onto the Hotel Kuran to ask directions. The very kind concierge took us into his foyer, brought us tea and coffee (no charge) and called the people at our self-catering apartment
 The young manager came to fetch and said "5 to 10 minutes walk". He was a bit optimistic, but we made it. Lynne had turned her ankle in Cape Town. It took 25 excruciating minutes walk, dragging suitcases and bodies
 to Tura Apartments
and checked in... We knew the room wouldn't be ready before 1pm and this was about 10am
 So we deposited our cases and he showed us the way to the centre of the suburb so we could look for provisions and see the sights.  We are in the ancient quarter of Fatih opposite the ferry
 There is a huge variety of inexpensive food (some plates of rice and beans for as little as L1 = R4.50) savoury
 and sweet, mostly expensive
We stopped at one small restaurant for lunch, cubed chicken breast with aubergine, potato and cheese  and grilled chicken pilaf.No beer (Muslim restaurant) 
so we ordered a lemonade each
 
and walked on through the neighbourhood streets
 People have stalls, barrows of things to sell and sometimes just a pile of goods on the pavement
 Many buildings need repairs and one sees a lot of building activity
Lynne spotted this bit of antiquity with a very modern scooter and a fig tree growing from the neighbour roof 
 with a nice bit of wrought iron on the gate
 Across the square,
hanging gardens 
 More street food, a very popular chicken doner kebab, a flat bread, yoghurt, chilli sauce, pickled cucumber and chips all rolled up together with the chicken slices 
and small greengrocers everywhere 
 with beautifully displayed, fresh and great quality fruit and veg. We once had similar, but our supermarkets killed the small traders and the quality
 Stuffed mussels are popular
 and, in the evening, we had a sundowner in our room. 
Then our lights went out (sound familiar?) with a power cut. Lynne had brought a torch, 
so we could negotiate our three flights of dark stairs, 
and we walked to nearby Kumkapı square, 
which is ringed with restaurants, mostly specialising in fish, all touting for business
The surrounding streets are also full of places to eat. 
This man appeared to be making his own ice cream
 A display of fish in a restaurant
 Evening games of backgammon with the boys
A Mini Migros supermarket, with a generator, where we bought some things for breakfast: fresh peaches, tomatoes and coffee & pan au chocolat for our microwave 
 Embellishment is everywhere
 We finally made a choice for supper as we fancied some lamb
The menu is clear, with prices. You ask for details 
 A salad, some hot flatbread and some tomato, chilli cucumber sauce arrived first
 Other tourists stopped to ask what it was like and were attracted
 We could see into the fridge and choose our meat
 John chose a lamb dish baked in a clay pot with tomato, peppers and other delicate herbs and spices. It had a beautiful woodsmoke flavour
 Lynne had a nostalgic lamb shish kebab which came with pilaf rice with the texture of sushi rice, a grilled green chilli, salad and fried potatoes so crisp that they were like duck fat potatoes. Divine
Inside the restaurant with the chef, sparkling clean.  We drank 'Islamic beer' - water - with our meal 
Strolling through the restaurant quarter 
A band playing traditional Turkish music sat at one of the restaurants. They move around all evening
 Strolling home through the back streets, we are only a few minutes walk away
 Everyone, and the washing, is out on the streets
© John & Lynne Ford, Adamastor & Bacchus 2015