We venture out of our oasis of an hotel onto the bustling streets and we discover something else about the Turks, apart from their calmness, kindness and generosity they have astute hearing and incredible memories. As we walk chatting down the street, ears and memories are tuned, so that by the time we walk back the traders have clocked us as their "neighbours" who like fish and think those blue lamps are really interesting! As our guide later explained "They can hear your coin drop before it reaches the ground."
Our hosts had told us of a lovely local restaurant but jet lag, Turkish streets and hassling touts led us straight into the worst tourist "Terrasse" where we had an expensive mediocre meal ... A great deal of showpersonship though as the Testi Kebab was slashed open to reveal ... well basically a stew. The view was good though. Ah well! First night and all that! We later had a wonderful Testi Kebab in Ortahisar....
And so back to the peaceful Terrasse at Empress Zoe...
Our hosts had told us of a lovely local restaurant but jet lag, Turkish streets and hassling touts led us straight into the worst tourist "Terrasse" where we had an expensive mediocre meal ... A great deal of showpersonship though as the Testi Kebab was slashed open to reveal ... well basically a stew. The view was good though. Ah well! First night and all that! We later had a wonderful Testi Kebab in Ortahisar....
And so back to the peaceful Terrasse at Empress Zoe...
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