For the avid travellers and full-time explorers, the next
big trip or the upcoming voyage is always something that occupies the mind and
determines how any spare moment is spent – planning and organising! For us, it
often revolves around school holidays; however, for one of our trips we planned
it entirely around the expedition to Turkey for Anzac Day, the 25th
April. One of our previous blogs attempted to paint the picture of our
Gallipoli experience, an experience that has changed our perspective on Anzac
Day and will be remembered for the rest of our lives. However, our trip to
Turkey also involved a scene change in the bustling, colourful, diverse city of
Istanbul.
With our trusty partners in crime, Mark and Tez, we set out
to explore Istanbul and all it had to offer. Our first impressions were an
accurate account of what Istanbul is all about. We arrived at the airport and
took a shuttle bus to the main strip of the north continent of Istanbul. A
little fun fact for you all… Istanbul is a city that is situated on two
different continents, Asia and Europe,
with a big bridge joining the city! Arriving in the centre of the town, at
around 11pm, we were amazed at the richly livened streets. There were tourists
and locals mingled into a pack of swarming explorers, roving the restaurants,
bars and cafes, as well as the trinket stores and clothes shops, all still in full
operation at this time of night. Music was blaring, lights were blurring and
people were smiling – a warm welcome to Turkey!
We eventually discovered our hostel, after walking the
entire length of the main strip. It was small, but was homely and cosy for the
four of us to get a good night sleep, until… in the darkness of the deep hours
of the night, with no signal of dawn approaching, I was awakened to a blasting,
unfamiliar sound. In a vague state of coming out of unconsciousness, I tried to
figure out the situation, unsure whether I was actually hearing something or
creating this noise in my head. Mark brought clarity to the situation and
confirmed the sounds I was hearing as I hear “what the heck is that!?” (the
polite version). A deep man’s voice was being blared from speakers and a
monotone, drawn out prayer song violently shook us out of our dreams. As per
usual, Tim slept through it all. After it was finished, we managed to go back
to sleep, only to hear it again a few hours later. We felt very unholy with our
grumpiness of being interrupted by this melody. Going through this ungentle
experience, the determination and dedication of the people were quickly
evident!
Roaming the streets the next morning enhanced the previous
night’s experience. The streets were lined with busy shops displaying souvenirs
and colourful textiles delightfully decorating the town. We ventured into the
southern end of the city, to be welcomed by markets of spices, jewellery and of
course, Turkish Delight! Mark and I took our time selecting out delicious
flavours, and then took no time to devour it all.
Once in the main part of the city, the Blue Mosque and Hagia Sophia
are clearly visible
and quite majestic. As we were part of a tour with the Gallipoli crew, we
decided to wait to explore these with the group the next day. When we did so,
the size and structure of the mosques were overwhelming and stunningly
eye-catching, as were Tez and I in our scarves!!
Continuing our tourist check list, we dared to approach the
Grand Bazar, an excessively enormous market absolutely full of shops selling
leather, gold, bags, spices, nuts, sweets, jewellery, textiles, lanterns,
clothes, hats, shoes… It was on the roof of these markets that the scene of
Bond driving on a bike was filmed, and the Turkish people were quick to tell us
about this, their claim to fame, and rightfully so!
Another main attraction in Istanbul is their
famous underground passageways that used to be used for the Basilica
Cistern. The
structure was quite impressive and the eeriness of the place added to the
effect. We did a circuit in the depths of this underground system, with waterways surrounding the pavements and orange lights showing the way.
Walking through the city, we spotted locals accumulating
around the mosques, washing their hands and feet before stepping in for their
time of prayer. We asked our knowledgeable tour guide, Alex, about the
prominence of religion in this city and surprisingly he said that whilst it is
a Muslim country, it is mostly secular.
As well as getting a feel for the culture and religion of
Istanbul, our tour divulged so much about Turkish history and the Ottoman army
– what amazing information and a realisation of how huge Turkey was in playing
a role in historical events!! It gave me a desire to go and learn more about it
all, as I've never really known about Turkish history, as ashamed as I am to admit this.
A stunning trip through the palace garden gave Tez a little taste of heaven as we walked through unending beds of tulips, her favourite flower. Once we reached the palace, and got inside, the flowers continued in a colourful display underneath the dome-shaped structures. The stunning shades of blue tiles that decorated the interiors of the buildings left quite an impression on me, as I had a sudden urge to decorate everything in these beautiful tiles. I was standing, in wonder, in a small room that was covered every inch in these beautiful tiles until Tim declares loudly that I was in the “circumcision room,” along with a hesitation to enter the building too far.
On our last day in Turkey, after the Gallipoli tour, the four of us explored the city one last time, trying more Turkish delight (for good measure), as well as the famous fish sandwiches under the Istanbul Bridge. However, it was a small, humble and unplanned moment that was one of the highlights of our trip. Walking down a more off-the-road track, Mark and Tim were distracted by the familiar and serenating sounds of a soccer ball and the laughter of young boys playing. Tez and I turned around to find them fully immersed into a game of soccer with the local boys, neither understanding what each other were saying but understanding the love of the game. They made good friends that day.
No comments:
Post a Comment