My time in Istanbul is too brief. A visit to the Grand Bazaar, a delicious bite of Turkish delight at Ali Muhiddin, and a tortuous look at everything I won’t have the opportunity to eat.
I love the colorful lamps and bowls, dried fruit and intoxicating spices. Good thing I’m en route to somewhere else, or my luggage would be full and my wallet empty. One day I’ll be back with my best friend to see the city through his eyes.
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