Tag: istanbul

Remember the first time you saw snow – Day 20

For me – I was 26 years old and it was in January this year in Istanbul, Turkey.

And it was magic.

The day that I touched down in Istanbul, Ataturk airport at 05:55am on a Tuesday morning. I will never ever forget it.

I had no plan, just booked into a hotel and walked through the city. My hair soaked, my clothes soaked and by the end of the day even my socks were sopping wet and I had to land up buying more long sleeve shirts because I was not prepared.

I grew up on a farm, in the heat. And snow has always been such a foreign concept to me. Until today I still have never seen snow that is really deep and really thick. But I saw some snow in Istanbul and I will never ever forget that day.

It will always remain one of the happiest days of my life 🙂

Part 7 – the sun has come out – Day 1 

  

These beautiful ceramic handpainted balls bring happiness! I bought three, I love them! 

For possibly the first time in all the chapters in my blog, a Part actually ended well and a new one is starting on a high! 

To be honest. I can hardly write, I have been struggling to journal because no words can describe the experience and the joy right now! 

The sun is out, saw the Hagia Sophia and the blue mosque! It was incredible! Walked around and explored. Met a lovely Muslim man who’s name I cannot remember, and he gave me a little bit of a tour. I bought gifts and I bought a carpet- yes Danielle bought a carpet in Turkey and will be traveling with it in her backpack around Israel – I know, I’m ridiculous! 

Most little shops are family owned, they are so quaint, as you enter they offer you tea and coffee. The most delicious apple tea of my life. 

Met another Turkish man by the name of Ilan and he was lovely! We had Turkish coffee and some traditional lunch, and I of course cannot remember what it was called! 

It’s so magical here, I constantly walk around smiling from ear to ear looking like a fool 😁

Snow and baklava for days – day 25 

  
Touch down in Istanbul, feeling a little bit nervous, not much English is spoken! 

Finally figure out however that the Havvatas bus is the best bet to Taksim square so I catch that for 11 Lira! 

Arrive at Taksim and it’s snowing and I have never seen snow – yup, at the age of 26, I have never seen snow! 

Instanbul is incredible, it’s magical and it’s alive! I am so excited I can hardly contain myself! 

Just walked around the streets, soaking it all in, full of snow, drenched from the snow! 

It’s heaven… 

It’s fast paced, people drive like complete idiots, Turkish bitter banter in the street. Everyone has their hands in mittens and they cover their heads in scarves and beanies and berets and hats. 

I eat copious amounts of baklava and Ed is silent. 

I am content