Istanbul is a large city with 14 million people and one of the most visited cities in the world. The city straddles two continents – Europe and Asia, and one of the world’s busiest waterways, the Bosphorus, between the Sea of Marmara and the Black Sea. Having served as the capital of the Roman Empire to the Byzantine Empire and to the Ottoman Empire, Istanbul is now the historic center and cultural capital of Turkey. UNESCO declared parts of the city as World Heritage site.
The elegant train featured in my daydream was just for that - daydream or ads. I flew to Istanbul on frequent flyer points and had to endure the exasperating part of modern day travel: going through airport security and navigating through mega-airports to catch a connecting flight. Not to mention, the packed plane due to Lufthansa pilot’s strike and the sixteen hours travel time that included a transfer to a partner airline. My arrival in Istanbul was very different from the ad scene. Yes, I traveled solo from my origin of travel, but I was to join a group to tour not just Istanbul, but a greater part of Turkey.
I prearranged a ride from the airport to my hotel. I was picked up from the airport in a big white van Mercedes Benz (Impressive you say? The Mercedes Benz was nothing especial. It seems that all cars, even tour buses in Turkey, are of Mercedes Benz). However, the surreal image from the ad was stuck in my mind that I was not prepared to see the city in a different light like what I saw during the ride from the airport to my hotel. Bright yellow, white and purple tulips in interesting patterns blanketed the side of the road, and tulips of brilliant colors carpeted the road divider in the middle. The image that I had in my mind only came to life as soon as we arrived at the hotel. The hotel had that ‘Orient Express’ ambiance: from the porters in their colorful uniforms and the hotel elevators with the intricate design.
Later that evening we had dinner at the Hotel Rooftop restaurant, where I saw the view of the bridge, the city skyline accented by the shadow of the mosques and minarets, and the lights from the spice market and the boats reflected on the Bosphorus Sea. The spectacular view competed with dinner that I forgot what I ate for dinner that night. It was a great introduction to Istanbul of my daydream.
to be continued...