The following day, I set off in the opposite direction, wandering
through Gülhane Park, where ancient trees whisper stories of the
past. I passed the crumbling ruins of the Orphanage of Hagios Paulos
and paused briefly at the awe-inspiring Column of the Goths.
However, many historic sites were cordoned off due to ongoing
renovations, and the queue snaking outside the Topkapý Palace and
the Basilica Cistern was daunting enough to deter me. Even the
majestic Blue Mosque was hidden behind an imposing wall, thwarting
my attempts to capture its beauty in a photograph.
Undeterred, I continued my stroll past the enchanting Little Hagia
Sophia Mosque and made my way to the Grand Bazaar but it is closed
on Sundays. Finally, I descended to the Golden Horn and wandered
into the bustling Egyptian Bazaar, where there are teas, bags and
fezzes for every taste. The market buzzed with activity, filled with a
kaleidoscope of colours and enticing aromas, while inviting corners
offered a warm and comfortable atmosphere to enjoy leisurely
sessions with hookah pipes. It was here that I surrendered to
Turkey’s most beloved confections: the famous Turkish Delight. These
delightful sweets come in an array of shapes and flavours, including
Rosewater, Lemon, Orange, Mint, and Cinnamon, with Pomegranate
adding an intriguing twist. My favourites? The ones studded with
pistachios, hazelnuts, and walnuts. I may have overindulged. I regret
nothing.