Happy Monday, everyone! We are sure you are all knee-deep into getting the shopping done, the house cleaned, the list checked-off, etc. We are right there with you, but I wanted to share the latest trip I took. It’s about Turkey, but not the kind we eat. I have another kind of turkey on my mind.
Mr. Right and I flew to Istanbul, Turkey last week-end for a little get-away. We were actually on the ground there three whole days, and it was plenty of time to enjoy what that historic city has to offer. We have been there before, but we enjoyed it even more this time around.
Istanbul is a busy city with a lot of people. Thirteen million people reside there, and they are out and about for sure. I love to experience the customs of other cultures because I think we have so much to learn from each other. Some people talk about a melting pot of people. I like to think of us all as a big ole tossed salad where the flavors don’t blend together but complement each other. Each difference adds a flavor to the salad that makes it special.
We did a lot of walking and saw a lot of interesting scenes in the streets. Spices, musicians, and friendly guys who wanted their picture taken with Mr. Right. Sometimes traveling with him is like traveling with a rock star. He is seven feet tall (a former college and then professional basketball player in Europe), and folks are just drawn to him. Sometimes mothers have their kids lined up to take photos with him. Here, I am taking a photo of some men taking a photo of him.
Lots of their food is the same as ours – salads, chicken, and cheesecake.
We also ate our share of traditional foods. Many restaurants had a lady in the corner baking bread that looked like tortillas. We could eat them plain or have them stuffed with something like spinach. They were delish.
We went to the spice market and the bazaar, and of course, there were more photos.