Today I am taking you on the second part of my Turkish adventure in Istanbul (see part 1 here).When I decided I was going to travel through Istanbul to Barcelona, my parents were a bit apprehensive because of the twin bombing incidents that had occurred in the Turkish capital of Ankara the month before. I go by the mantra, YOLO, so I was not in the least worried. My dad was very anxious and he went with me to the airport and waited till I went through TSA.
Once I touched down in Istanbul and headed out of the airport, I felt a bit uneasy as all eyes were on me. I did not understand why I was getting so many stares, till I remembered my sister telling me that black folks were rare in that part of the world. Usually I’d take the train to my hotel, but my nerves had kicked in, and I did not have the confidence to be on public transportation in a place where I was a subject of interest.
The taxi driver and the staff at the hotel were very nice, and soon my fears were put to rest. The people in Istanbul were extremely warm, and despite the fact that I was a solo traveler, I did not in any way feel unsafe. Below is a pictorial adventure of my time in Istanbul.
Once I touched down in Istanbul and headed out of the airport, I felt a bit uneasy as all eyes were on me. I did not understand why I was getting so many stares, till I remembered my sister telling me that black folks were rare in that part of the world. Usually I’d take the train to my hotel, but my nerves had kicked in, and I did not have the confidence to be on public transportation in a place where I was a subject of interest.
The taxi driver and the staff at the hotel were very nice, and soon my fears were put to rest. The people in Istanbul were extremely warm, and despite the fact that I was a solo traveler, I did not in any way feel unsafe. Below is a pictorial adventure of my time in Istanbul.
My first port of call was the Blue Mosque. I had heard so much about the magnificent structure and I couldn’t wait to see it. Unfortunately it was closed for the day, and I made a mental note to visit the next morning. (see post here)
While trying to take pictures of the blue mosque, a Turkish gentleman approached me. We got talking, and he ended up being my tour guide and photographer for the night. I kept asking what the catch was and wondering why he would spend his entire evening hanging with a tourist. I hung out with him but was very careful not to veer off to any secluded streets
Since I had a "photographer" at my disposal, I decided to strike silly poses in the courtyard of the Blue Mosque
My new friend
How cute
Then dinner time came, and my “tour guide” sat with me for the meal.
YUM!
It was at the point that my new friend went on to tell me that he had never been with a black girl before, and the reason he was hanging with me was because he was interested in having a one night stand with me!
I almost chocked on my drink when he said this. NO THANK YOU SIR! I shall not be having a one-night stand with you!!
Once my “tour guide” realized I would
not be granting his wishes, he bid me farewell—LOL!
The night was still young, so I took a stroll while nicely refusing to have drinks or go dancing with the one million and one Turkish men that kept approaching me
I am not a cat person, and there are strays all over this city--eeek!
A dance performer at an outdoor restaurant at Arasta Bazaar. Once the performance was over,I made my way into the bazaar
There were so many interesting knickknacks, including these Turkish Dolls in the traditional ottoman attire
How
cute are these print shoes! I really wish I had bought a pair
The evil eye charm and décor are found all over
Istanbul
I stopped over at this spice store and bought a
few to take back home. I decided to call it a night, and I retired to my hotel
for a much needed snooze fest
My third day in the city was a short one, as I had a flight to catch at 2
pm. My sister had raved about the Topkapi Sarayi, the palace of Ottoman sultans
for almost 400 years (1465–1856)
I was up bright and early to visit the palace
Toptaki Sarayi is at the Istanbul Peninsula between
Sea of Marmara, Bosphorus and the Golden Horn
One of the four courtyards of the palace
The circumcision room where the crown princes are circumcised
The bower that Sultan Ibrahim (1640) frequently broke his fast during Ramadan
A living room in the palace
Some random fella dressed in the traditional Turkish outfit
And soon I was on my way out of Istanbul
It’s such a shame that Istanbul has been plagued with a series of terrorist attacks since my time there. I’d still love to go back to do the Bosphorus cruise, Gatala tower & bridge, and even visit other Turkish cities like Cappadocia.
Do you guys have any upcoming trips? Please leave me a comment and let me know where you are heading to for your next adventure.
Happy humpday.
