This is a photo of three mail artists in Istanbul. How cool is this. Kemal, me, and Katerina. We're sitting in the lobby of the Peak Hotel, shortly after this, we'll be met by Katerina's friend, Mustafa, and we'll be off on an adventure.
The famous Pera Palas hotel tea room. This hotel was built by the Orient Express so that the passengers would have a European fancy hotel to stay in at the end of their trip. Agatha Christie stayed here and "her" room is available for a look, when it's not occupied.
This was taken shortly after we met Katerina at her hotel around the corner and chatted for awhile. It was so amazing how we felt so comfortable, like meeting a long time friend, after a separation.
Had to insert this, a pen shop drew our attention, of course. But we managed to control ourselves.
Another of the stands. I spelled the name wrong in the previous post - simit not cimit. It's pronounced with the "s" sound. The "c" in Turkish is a "j" sound.
Love the tram.
Looking UP the street. Notice the cars. They are big cars, not tiny cars. They navigate the narrow streets and turns amazingly. The Istanbulis seem to favor big cars.