It’s Saturday and it’s Istanbul.

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A slick preview on the website of the place we are having breakfast the second day will water your mouth for sure. It’s called Sütis (www.sutis.com.tr). I’m having meneme, their traditional breakfast, which is the best you can get in the morning while in Istanbul, the Turkish friends whom we met later told us.

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While in Istanbul you must take the tram. To feel the whole vibe. The locals, the language, the diversity, the colours and the sun rays entering the tram and the whole city make a rich and romantic scenery.

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This is how we get to Sultan Ahmet area and we intend on staying here for the whole day.

If travelling could be done for a living...

If travelling could be done for a living…

But hey! Not before this!

baklavaaaaa!

baklavaaaaa!

This is where we get off the tram for a coffee. And baklavaaaaa! Perfect, I would say.

Gotta keep it light. Right. Baklava is still my favourite Turkish sweet snack.

Gotta keep it light. Right. Baklava is still my favourite Turkish sweet snack.

Now we can sightsee!

the Blue Mosque and me

the Blue Mosque and me

just the Blue Mosque

just the Blue Mosque

the Blue Mosque and me again yuhu!

the Blue Mosque and me again yuhu!

Now we are heading to Top Capi, but how bot crave for this? When it’s right here, in front of you.

Fresh juice on every corner. Nice!

Fresh juice on every corner. Nice!

Tadaaa! Pomegranate juice! Yum!

Tadaaa! Pomegranate juice! Yum!

Top Capi. The line is too big for us on this beautiful shiny weather...

Top Capi. The line is too big for us on this beautiful shiny weather…

But Gülhane Park is just wonderful! Totally unexpected weather and sights.

Nice hat

Nice hat

Great park

Great park

Hey, world

Hey, world

Lift off

Lift off

We have a lift off

We have a lift off

Autumn, you look nice!

Autumn, you look nice!

Mhm!

Mhm!

And as if this hasn’t been so eye-catching so far, the bar we get to has this view. And vibe.

O o!

O o!

Heading to spices bazar. The famous spices bazar. Walking.

Hey, sun!

Hey, sun!

Still in Gülhane park

Still in Gülhane park

Want some? Yeah, sure!

Want some? Yeah, sure!

No filter...

No filter…

It's getting crowdy in here...

It’s getting crowdy in here…

Busy, busy

Busy, busy

Not so busy :D

Not so busy 😀

Spices bazar. This is it? Ok, this is it. And we move on.

Spices bazar. This is it? Ok, this is it. And we move on.

And on... :|

And on… 😐

And on... And on...

And on… And on…

Aaa! There is the place we ate the night before! Ali Ociakbasi.

Aaa! There is the place we ate the night before! Ali Ociakbasi.

The thought of food (I suppose…) makes us take the train. After all. This train!

The funicular

The funicular

Not bad...

Not bad…

In a matter of seconds we were on the other side. In Taksim, that is.

In a matter of seconds we were on the other side. In Taksim, that is.

Isticlal Cadesi is one of my favourite places to be in Istanbul. Both for the fresh artsy-shmartsy crowd and for the night life.

I'm waling down the street with my...

I’m waling down the street with my…

I said...

I said…

It feels like taking a break here, but nooo.

View from W hotel

View from W hotel

Love the night life

Love the night life

We just change and off we go to eaaat! To the poshest place in town, they say. Our great hosts for the evening. The beautiful friends Merve and Orzan.

Sunset grill and bar

Sunset grill and bar

Sunset grill and bar

Sunset grill and bar

The view at Sunset grill and bar

The view at Sunset grill and bar

Playing, playing... Still not eating

Playing, playing… Still not eating

Waiting, waiting...

Waiting, waiting…

We aaate!

We aaate!

Sunset grill and bar looks awesome. You need to book a table here in advance. Everything feels pretty posh and fancy. Too bad the food was a loooot better the night before. At Ali Ociakbasi. Not so glam, but oh! So goooood!

Two things I discovered in Istanbul that day. That Saturday day. That I, in fact, like roasted chestnuts and that:

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… All this while it was snowing in Bucharest.

Written by Cristina Pavelescu