Byzantine marker near Basilica Cistern |
Emerging from the Basilica
Cistern several blocks away from the entrance, I thought it would make sense to
tour around the city on foot as far as I could before making specific plans for longer visits to some of the more interesting historical places. By design and by age, old Istanbul, the
Sultanahmet, is so pedestrian friendly and chockfull of prominent sites to see
that you would miss a lot of historic sites and the vibe of the city if you just hopped
around on buses and taxis. It was also comforting that there is an efficient
Tram system that traverses the city and at 2 TL (Turkish Lira) token, you can
hop on a Tram back to your hotel or anywhere else if you get tired of walking.
Breakfast before the stroll |
In the immediate vicinity of
my hotel and the Basilica Cistern was the Ayo (Hagia) Sophia, which is now a
museum and across from it was the Sultanahmet mosque, famously known as the
Blue mosque. Then up behind Ayo Sophia was the Topkapi Palace, the home
of the Sultans that ruled the famed Ottoman Empire, and nearby were
magnificently and intricately colored marbled burial crypts of various deceased
Sultans and their families under ornate and tastefully furnished domed
edifices.
On the other side of the
Blue mosque was the Hippodrome depicting the ancient Greek sports arena
decorated with various monuments from the ancient Romans and ancient Egyptians.
On my stroll route |
As I gazed around in
wonderment, I came by the massive and extensive Topkapi Palace walls, which
stretched along the shores of the southern end of the Bosphorous and the Sea of Marmara, so I crossed the street and
followed the seashore for a leisurely walk, as ships sailed past me and
buildings on the continental Asian side of the city of Istanbul gleamed in the
morning sun. By the time I rounded the circumference of the Topkapi palace
wall, I had passed the Istanbul Gar at the Sirkeci Railway Station (a once
famous stop for the Orient Express) I had reached Eminonu, the miniport at the
base of the exciting Galata Bridge, from where charter and passenger boats and
vessels cruise the Bosphorous towards the Black sea 19 miles north or a few
miles south through the sea of Marmara into the Mediterranean sea.
At that point I crossed a
pedestrian bridge to head back to the hotel through a slightly different route
but was surprised to come upon Kennedy Cadessi (Kennedy Street) at the bottom
of the foot bridge. Obviously the street was named for the former US President
John Kennedy. Weaving my way back in the general direction of my hotel, I came
upon the Grand Bazaar, and the Egyptian spice market. Virtually every block has a story to tell going by prominent and unique features of various architectural marvels,
mosques, minarets, ancient churches (like Church of St. Irene), Turkish baths
mixed with recognizable western institutions, Istanbul Chamber of Commerce and a friendly crowd of people
going about their business, beaming with smiles and beseeching you to step into
their stores for some tea and bargains or into their restaurants for some delicious
Turkish cuisine.
By the time I got back to
the hotel, I had a longer list of more places to visit for extended tour.
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