Istanbul again

Here I am again, back in Istanbul, sitting on the terrace of this backpacker's hostel and half-eavesdropping on the conversation of some 20-something Aussies. If it's not Germans, it's Australians.

You, long-suffering readers, were at least spared my Cats of Turkey blog post, though I have photos of cats in every town, every ruined city, that I visited. But I couldn't resist just this one shot, of the regal possessor of a rug shop that I passed this evening,

The human owner said that since I admired his beautiful cat, I was sure to love his beautiful rugs. But I didn't dare look inside.

It's now dark and as I type this I can see the lights reflected on the Bosporus on my left, the floodlit Blue Mosque in front of me, and Hagia Sophia just to my right. It seems a fitting place to end my tale. Thanks to all who have taken the trouble to follow my adventures. Until next time!