So many people
So many people
What is there to say really: It was awesome. We walked around Istanbul, and even though I’ve been there 4 times now, I still feel like I haven’t given the city enough time. In any case, we did some stuff we didn’t do last time, like visit the Cistern and the Sultan’s Harem in Topkapi Palace.
In the Hagia Sophia, Caleb showed us Viking graffiti, and Nuray showed us a weird hole in a pillar that if you can stick your thumb in and spin your arm all the way around then you get your wish to come true. Mom wished for lunch, and what do you know, she got it.
Having arrived in Turkey with absolutely no plan except mom wanted to buy a rug and Anka and I wanted to buy some hammam towels, we could do anything we wanted. But we didn’t really know what to do. After consulting with Nuray, she figured the best plan was to fly to Izmir and then drive back, that sounded great so we did. And before we could learn how to say anything in Turkish, we were wandering through Ephesus. Also, I am allergic to horses.
More to come, this weekend.
I guess I’ll forgo the usual opening paragraph about what we did ’cause I’ll get into it below, and Eric maybe you don’t wanna read this ’cause holy crap did we have a good time. And special thanks to the lovely The Anja Lehmann for lending me her awesome camera.
We started off with a few sunny days in Berlin: walk, shop, eat, sleep, repeat.
Then, off to Istanbul and rainy skies. There’s probably nothing better than seeing Istanbul from a ferry at it’s grey and melancholy finest. Actually what’s better is that it’s rainy and grey for three hours so you get the feel for it, then the sun comes out and it gets hot. More to come…
In addition to Switzerworld and visiting Gavin in London (strangely we took no photos), we watched Arjen Robben, despite his amazing baldness, fail to lead the Dutch to World Cup victory; I also went swimming a couple times at the Weissensee; wakeboarding at the Petersdorfersee (well i just watched because they do it on this weird cable system here which felt unnatural. Wakeboarding should only be done behind a loud, expensive, dirty boat with a 350hp engine that only burns extremely rare dinosaur bones), then we went to the Teufelsberg, an old Cold war NSA listening station built on top of a World War 2 rubble pile. On the way to the Teufelsberg we also walked up the only ski run in Berlin, then made our way to the uppermost radar dome and listened to Chinese people play ambient music. Then we went back down, found a restaurant and ate some Schnitzel. Au revoir juillet.