First flight excitement
Our flight to Turkey was the start of the adventure, involving a sprint across Schipol airport to make our connection with seconds to spare (although our luggage never made it till the next day). Emily took to flying very well, giggling her way through take off and landing, as well as ingratiating herself to all the passengers by parading up and down the aisle and grinning to all.
We were met by Aunty Afifa - to whom Emily became immediately infatuated with, before braving a short drive in the mayhem of Istanbul's traffic to meet the rest of the clan. It seemed like half of Turkey (and some of Iraq) had come to greet us, and I was made to feel truly welcome which was wonderful. The supreme being was in her element - being passed from one relative to the next - each time a total fuss being made of her. She was of course delighted.
The following days were spent meeting all the family at a more leisurely pace, with much delicious food eaten and great conversation and laughter had, as we celebrated Kurban Bayramı (Eid al-Adha) with them. We ventured out into hustle and bustle of Istanbul and around, with trips to the Marmara Sea, Bosphorus and the family's summer house in nearby Sapanca. So a massive, massive thank you to all the Akarsu's, Cinol's, Topcu's and Gedik's for their very generous and geniune hospitality. We had a brilliant time...
Büyükada is the largest of the Princes' Islands, although at 2 square miles it's still possible to explore it all on foot. No cars are allowed on the island, which bought welcome relief after frenetic Istanbul, and many people get around on bicycle or by horse and carriage. Everyone wants to welcome you in Büyükada, and the supreme being continued collecting followers all over the island. We ate more gorgeous seafood, explored the coolness of the forests, got wowed by the island's villas and admired the views back to sprawling Istanbul. Emily loved watching the horses going by, became absolutely besotted with the islands ubiquitous cats and, best of all for me, grew to love storytime with Daddy. Magic stuff... marred only by our bags getting lost again on the way home.
Promending on the Marmara Sea
Holding court for the family
Admiring the view over Istanbul
Breakfast in the sun in Sapanca
Dipping one's toes in Lake Sapanca
Mummy and the lovely Aunty Afifa
Heading off on our own to "old" Istanbul
And so we set off for the rest of our trip. We were due to spend a few days in Istanbul centre and then a few days on Büyükada, one of the Princes' Islands just off the coast in the Marmara Sea. For those of you that haven't been, Istanbul is a place sparking with life and steeped in history. It's phenomenally busy, with gridlocked traffic, but on the border of Europe and Asia it's hustle and bustle infects you after a while and you can easily become entranced by it's charms. It's old world sites are some of the wonders of the world and we passed a magical few days soaking up the vibrant atmosphere.
Arriving at night - Emi soaking up the culture
Sultanahmet (Blue Mosque)
Aya Sofya - built in the 6th century!
Frantic fishing on the Golden Horn Bridge
Setting sail to Büyükada (but not on a boat quite so large)
The view back to Istanbul from the island's highest point
Horse watching
Lunch decisions...always tricky
One of many millionaires houses
Not a great beach...but still, on the beach in October
Dad-Daughter evening stroll
Whacked out by the fun
Cat love (Part 1)
Videoclip: Cat love (Part 2)
Storytime with Daddy
Homeward bound after a brilliant holiday