Our first day in Istanbul was spent pootling around, seeing the sights and reuniting with the lovely Hale.
Here is the main road between our hotel and train station:
Here is a display of strawberries, almonds and greengages – which in Turkish are called “eric” and eaten fresh and crunchy and not yet very sweet.
The Bosphorus Bridge:
And Taksim, which is a gorgeous area full of cafes, where tourists and locals come to look at the bridge and the sweet little buildings, buy reasonably priced jewelry and eat the local delicacy – jacket potatoes stuffed with everything!
When we stopped for a coffee, Hale told my fortune from the grounds of my Turkish coffee.
Of course, what she said is a secret (fortuneteller – client confidentiality), as is the content of the wish that I wrote and tied to the tree outside beside our table.
Okay, okay – I know you people don’t come here for a bunch of pictures of my just having a good time!
Here are some pictures of other people having a good time, on the government-sponsored play equipment right in the middle of Taksim.
And this…. genuinely baffling article, which was set outside of a cafe without any explanation and then ignored, until a bunch of playworkers came along and photographed it like crazy.