Istanbul

Thursday 8th May

Note to self… if you wear shorts to the mosque and you expose your knees, you will be told to wear this attractive skirt, that others have worn before you, and you will be a laughing stock. Just saying….
You’ll note this chap is trying the “looking cool wearing a skirt”. In my opinion the only man to look cool in a skirt is a Scotsman wearing a kilt.

We went into this amazing Mosque (name escapes me, sorry). It is much smaller than the Blue Mosque but is decorated with 6 times the number of blue tiles. It was quite stunning but I really wish the tour guide would have shut up, giving us the opportunity to soak in the atmosphere.

One thing I could have done without is the young American, wearing very low slung pants, crouching down on the carpet so he could take a photo of the ceiling. Those behind him were awarded an expansive view of his butt crack. Some people have no shame. I managed to take the following picture of the ceiling without exposing my butt crack. If I could do it, so could he.

Ceiling

Following the visit to the Mosque, we went to the Spice Market where I had hoped to purchase some saffron. No luck. Lots of Turkish delight but no saffron, despite what they said… Like most things in Istanbul the crowds were insane and the atmosphere super humid.

A lull in the crowds

Tonight we set sail (motor) for Troy.

See ya,

C

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