It’s tough! Looking out over the minarets from my room at the Witt Istanbul Suites. I’m up the side of a steep hill in Cihangir, a trendy neighborhood with a bohemian flair. I have to watch where I’m walking in the narrow and uneven streets. That becomes even more difficult with local distractions and so many people out enjoying alfresco dining.
From a Room with a View - at the Witt Istanbul Suites
Edmundo and I ate at a casual seafood restaurant on the rooftop of a building with glass doors open to the night, and views out over a sparkling Istanbul with mosques illuminated to welcome us. The white boneless scorpion (a fish, not a lethal creature with a stinging tail, Annie) in a broth with a hint and scent of an unknown herb was better than the grilled fish cooked in paper at twice the price. Actually, with a bottle of local white, the home-made mezze of freshest produce, and dessert was less than $50 a head.
Hi Edmundo,
Glad you are with my big brother now.
Hope Georgia and Armenia are all you expect it to be.
He seems to be getting a bit picky about less than first class travel experiences.