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While crossing the Galata Bridge to meet up with Gokhan and Ozge, we satisfied our tummies with a fresh grilled fish sandwich along the restaurant strip.
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The definite highlight of this trip was meeting up with Ozge {in Section J--Corey's section at school} and Gokhan. Little did we know Ozge would be welcoming baby Ece only a week after she so graciously showed us around!
Ozge and Gokhan introduced us to jacket potatoes--Ortakoy style! :) Shredded beets, carrots, onions, corn, red pepper, mayonnaise, and more deliciousness. :) The locals accompany the potato goodness with a soured milk drink {Ayran} that reminded us of a sort of sour cream yogurt drink. While my taste buds were anticipating a sweet milk, they quickly adjusted to the sour complementing the jacket potato.
Ozge and Gokhan introduced us to jacket potatoes--Ortakoy style! :) Shredded beets, carrots, onions, corn, red pepper, mayonnaise, and more deliciousness. :) The locals accompany the potato goodness with a soured milk drink {Ayran} that reminded us of a sort of sour cream yogurt drink. While my taste buds were anticipating a sweet milk, they quickly adjusted to the sour complementing the jacket potato.
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Stunning Ortakoy on the Bosphorus River (that bridge in the background connects the Anatolian Istanbul, or Asian side, to European Istanbul). :)
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Ozge and Gokhan did some smart shopping, selecting the best eye--nazar--to ward off anything bad or evil against Spencer {Elsie was lucky enough to get one of these charms from Ozge and Gokhan when she was born in Boston}.
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They treated us to one of the best kebab places in town. The kebab meat was on top of this naan bread with some sour cream on the side, topped with grilled red pepper and some beans. Divine. Okay, so I superimposed these dishes, but it's what it would have looked like before we devoured the yummy meal.
It was so nice to stroll down streets of newer Istanbul and chat with good friends. Elsie wouldn't let go of Gokhan or Ozge's hand---wish I'd had a good picture of that. We returned to the elevator parking garage--yes, a parking garage with elevators that move the cars into cubicles on different levels! Ozge and Gokhan's car was elevated into a slot and then returned in fashion {as if it were on rotating display}--positioned and ready to leave the garage. It was awesome.
We were sad to leave Ozge and Gokhan and were so glad to spend the time we did with them. Thanks for making a meaningful trip.
It was so nice to stroll down streets of newer Istanbul and chat with good friends. Elsie wouldn't let go of Gokhan or Ozge's hand---wish I'd had a good picture of that. We returned to the elevator parking garage--yes, a parking garage with elevators that move the cars into cubicles on different levels! Ozge and Gokhan's car was elevated into a slot and then returned in fashion {as if it were on rotating display}--positioned and ready to leave the garage. It was awesome.
We were sad to leave Ozge and Gokhan and were so glad to spend the time we did with them. Thanks for making a meaningful trip.
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A couple of days later lead us to the Basilica Cistern. It lies 500 feet under Istanbul and is one of the largest of all the ancient cisterns. While there are all kinds of Ionic and Corinth pillars, there are two pillars standing on Medusa heads {I guess to frighten away any bad luck}. The cistern gave water to the Great Palace of Constantinople {yes that song ran through my head our ENTIRE trip--thanks The Four Lads and They Might be Giants} and later to the Topkapi Palace. It was an awesome marble forest of pillars and our kids loved all the fish swimming among the sparkling coins.
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One of the neatest things we did was cross the river to Anatolian Istanbul to watch the sun set on old Istanbul, or the Sultanahmet. It was relaxing to just walk along the board walk and enjoy some good food {not to mention get a large blue balloon}. There was nothing more beautiful than to see the minarets pierce the colorfully brushed sky.
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While the hotel we stayed at tempted us with a hamam, or Turkish bath, we didn't quite feel like we could spend the money to go all out. It's about an hour-long process of washing, scrubbing, and massaging--leaving your skin silky brand new. We did however step inside the heated room, wash our faces in the basins, and lie down on the tummy stone. I nearly fell asleep {I know that will be a surprise to some of you. :)}.

Finally, we thought we'd end on some of our Turkish favorites: An herbal apple tea, which reminded us of American apple cider; a sesame pretzel, which was like a thin doughnut-of-a-bagel covered in sesame seeds; and some Turkish Delight, a lovely gummed candy mixed with pistachios {apparently a Briton traveled between Britain and Istanbul, liked the lokma so much he shipped a case of it to Britain under the name "Turkish Delight"}.
Thank you, Turkey for a great Easter Vacation. Thank you Ozge and Gokhan for sharing your home.

Finally, we thought we'd end on some of our Turkish favorites: An herbal apple tea, which reminded us of American apple cider; a sesame pretzel, which was like a thin doughnut-of-a-bagel covered in sesame seeds; and some Turkish Delight, a lovely gummed candy mixed with pistachios {apparently a Briton traveled between Britain and Istanbul, liked the lokma so much he shipped a case of it to Britain under the name "Turkish Delight"}.
Thank you, Turkey for a great Easter Vacation. Thank you Ozge and Gokhan for sharing your home.



















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