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I woke up a little late. Jet lag? Nah, I needed a rest. Close to my accommodation I found a nice restaurant and ordered fried eggs, fresh orange juice and a coffee. The fresh orange juice came, and it was fresh, the coffee came, but the waiter brought me a cheese board with a friend egg on it and said “my brother, this is better, I know you will like”. Well, I would have liked what I ordered but I was too hungry to argue and accepted the meal. It wasn’t fresh and was clearly a left over that they wanted to get rid of before lunch started. If I robbed the Dairy Lea factory I still wouldn’t have had as much cheese as this. I sampled my way around the board and then asked for the bill. The call the prayer started, and I began to pray that the price of the board wasn’t too much. It turns out that as expected, the board was considerable more expensive than the friend eggs and I got ripped off, well I won’t be going back there!
I made my way to The Blue Mosque. After I short wait, I entered it’s mighty doors. It was magnificent. A symbolic building filled covered with geometric patterns which all elevate to a central spot which symbolises Allah. I was impressed by the mosque but disgusted by the behaviour of the other tourists. They were loud, ignorant and disrespectful. The mosque is a place worship, not a tourist attraction. With their selfie sticks and Kardashian poses, the tourists were more worshippers of Steve Jobs than they were any true god. I realised that I would need to visit the mosque early, before the coach tours arrive if I was going to explore its true beauty. Anyway, more of what you were expecting…The Blue Mosque was built by Ahmed 1 between 1609-1617. It contains 260 windows and is covered in blue and green (turquoise) tiles. This is why it is called The Blue Mosque. 😁
I made my way to the Grand Bazaar. It was grand, humid, congested sand exciting. It reminded me of the Old City in Jerusalem. That’s the problem with visiting the Holy Land, many things are an imitation of its culture. The Bazaar sold carpets, Turkish Delights, belts, trousers and shirts, amongst many other items. I double tracked at a shirt stall and spend 30 minutes haggling over a few items. The negotiations were calm but fierce, and I am happy that I left with a fair price, not a bargain, but a fair price. I enjoyed visiting the Bazaar, but it was exhausting due to the sheer volume of people. In all honesty, visiting Westfield in Stratford on a weekend is a lot more stressful and dangerous than visiting the Grand Bazaar.
After a quick kebab, I made my way to the Hagia Sofia. Now this really was something. In my opinion it was more impressive than the Blue Mosque. The mosque was once a church and this was evident from the mural of Christ and various Saints. My eye’s ascended to the central dome which symbolises Allah. Unfortunately, yet again the tourists were very disrespectful. This time I was really annoyed. This is a holy site, a place of worship, whether you are religious or not, have some respect. I calmly left the mosque, fully aware that I would have to get up super early one morning if I want to witness it’s charm in tranquility.
After a quick shower I head out again for some food. I found a restaurant a bit out the way and was hoping for a quiet meal. Nope, the local musicians turned up and we had a full on rave before I had even got my starter. They were good to be fair…The food and service in Istanbul seems to be varied. I guess in time you learn the best places to visit.
Istanbul isn’t cheap, it’s not super expensive, but it’s not cheap. I suppose if you by 4 shirts on your first day, it will damage your budget. That’s why as I write this I’m sat outside the Blue Mosque, next to the fountain with a couple of cans of Efes beer, people watching. After 10 years of solo travel, yes 10 years!! I am fully aware, that the best times are often the cheapest.
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Dosa Hut Plenty Valley
Melbourne's newest Dosa Hut Plenty Valley in Mill Park opens the door on a rich complexity of textures and subtle flavours synonymous with South Indian fare. Found in Westfield, this eatery blends white washed walls with black spherical canopies to booth seating and a cool green colour scheme, to create an oasis of calm away from the pulsing shopping centre outside. Take a seat beneath an eclectic wall mural and peruse a menu overflowing with more than 90 dosa varieties, such as an onion crispy crepe stuffed with tender lamb pieces. From the clay oven come tempters like a mixed kebab platter with Haryali chicken, paneer, seekh kebabs and fish â teamed with garlic naan and saffron rice â or perhaps opt for a signature dish of crispy boneless goat strips with red chilli and special spices.
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