Thought i'd share some pictures with you...
Below is the best meal I have tasted this year, called the sultan's favourite. Its a popular Ottoman cuisine of lamb chunks, aubergine and potatoes, kind of like a moussaka. This was exceptional. It was like a celebration was going on in my mouth.

This is Istikal street. The most famous street in Istanbul. Shopping and eating or smoking shisha, this is the place to hang out.

I went to the famous Grand Bazzar and the colourful ceramic plates caught my eye...

In the old city called 'Sultanamet' they have the famous Hagia Sophia, a church that was turned into a mosque. Its an architectural paradise.

Yesterday we took a ferry cruise along the Bosphorus and the picture below is a sultan's palace. Beautiful...i tried doing the panoramic sweep but I am still learning how to work the camera.

We also visited the Egyptian spice bazaar where we got lots of dried figs, spices and locum also known as turkish delight. Then the guy tried to sell us local afrodisiac as you can see below.....

An array of colourful spices.

Yesterday night we went to see a Sufi musical Concert, where monks chanted and danced in whirl like manner for 30 minutes non stop. It was compelling and thought provoking. It was weird as we werent allowed to applaud or take pictures as it could hinder their meditation but trust ya Naija sister and her new smart camera.

I have a thing for hammans ever since my first bath in Morrocco, the Turkish hamman looks like this. The pic below is the one in my hotel, they scrub off the dead skin and literally massage you with a soap till you pass out from relief. Amazing stuff. Me and the girls are Hamman hopping as we cant get enough.Bliss! Its something one must try at least once in their lifetime.

Anyway tonight we are going to the famous Ciragan Palace Kempinski hotel for dinner. Yes, we are all gonna dress out in glamorous dresses and eat expensive meals and drink water. Alcohol here cost and arm and a leg because they try to promote local liquor which is called raki. It tastes like Sambuca and its very potent. Anyway, the men here are ridiculously hot and have a penchant for black women. If i dont blog by next week then I may have stayed back and married a gorgeous Turk....
M'je
15 comments:
Luuvly!!! can almost taste the lamb. And that hamman scrub sounds like what the doctor ordered.
Have fun. and dont forget to get some turkey style buruntashi
Burantashi? Well the guy was very convincing so I got a few hehehehehehe
someone is having too much fun!! i still dnt get why it's only me that never gets to go to cool places like this one :/
We wish you would have added pictures about hair and fashion to these beautiful pictures.
Cheers
more pictures please!!!!!
Uhhhmmmm. It is your turn to enjoy. keep on enjoying, but don't forget us here o
I have a very sweet nephew (okay, play nephew) in Turkey who spent a week here with me and my husband. We plan to go see Saltuk one day. He is such a lovely young man! And those Turkish guys are gorgeous! Look at those eyes!
Mediterranean guys are usually gorgeous so I won't blame you if you fall for one of them, lol. Nice pictures.
Yay! someone is having loads of fun! I like the ceramic plates!!!!
second blogger in Turkey...Lovely pictures...enjoy.
Wow Mamuje, you have taken some stunning pictures there which really capture the feel of the place! I want that lamb dish - it looks bloody marvellous! You have a great time, and if you can squeeze in some more photographs, that would be great!
You are living the fab life. Enjoy it girlie!
It is now "next week" and seeing as we havent heard from you, well...... "congrats on your Turkish husband" LOL
Love the pictures, very tasteful and something new... Keep us updated, I sure love travel post.
Thanks everyone. I enjoyed it tremendously.
HairExpert- unfortunately my blog is about everything but style. I am not a stylish person per se.
Fluffycutething- I am back home suffering holiday blues nd dejected that the Turk I set my eyes on didnt come home with me. It's rather heart breaking *sob*
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