After the bustle of Istanbul and Cappadocia, we had planned on a quieter and easier few days in Paris to round out our trip, images of delightful cafes, fluffy pastries and croissants, and flowing wine entertaining our thoughts. We perhaps took the French capital too lightly, finding ourselves figuratively punched in the mouth by our… Read More Je ne me souviens pas
We landed at the airport in Kayseri mid-day. The city is a pleasant and tidy, if uninspiring, vision of Turkish urbanity set at the foot of some vast mountain chain on the plains of central Anatolia. Owing to the fact that airport traffic seems exclusive to only 2 destinations, we were soon whisked away in… Read More Anatolian Lions
Beyoglu and Sultanahmet, though each charming in their own respective ways, are merely small slices of Istanbul. In the last 100 years the city’s population has ballooned; once small villages have passed from suburbia into the urban. An ever-expanding march of development and the relentless drum beat of modernism in the construction hammers and the… Read More Modern Times
We landed late in the night into Istanbul, nee Constantinople, just beating out a charter flight from China to the passport control line, a fortunate turn given the general disregard for lines and queues. We too were somewhat short of the willpower to fight them off, but before too long we ushered ourselves into a… Read More A Tale of Two Cities
Zak Abroad 