Turkish baths, whirling dervishes, doner kebabs, backgammon, hookah,
We had a 5 day stop-over in Istanbul, literally docked right in the middle of the city, under the main bridge that spanned the Bosphorus Strait. It was heavily suggested to the entire shipboard community that we wake up early on the morning we were coming into Istanbul to see the skyline. Literally, I was told, it would be one of the most memorable of t
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It was interesting having to cover my head to go into the mosques, along with not wearing shoes, respecting the call-to-prayer times, and having areas that only men were allowed into. There is definitely a large Muslim inflence that is felt in daily activities within the city. This was a foreign reality for me, but one that I learned to appreciate and relish--actually falling in
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A big part of the culture that I really enjoyed were all the hookah bars where large groups of friends gathered all hours of the day to enjoy backgammon and tea. It is a cool aspect of the culture that I found myself wishing that we could replicateat home. Smoking a hookah, chilling out with friends, playing a simple, yet captivating board-game and just hanging out. Some bars served beer to buy, but if it was anywhere near a mosque, alcohol could not be served.
The turkish bath that I went to was the coolest thing. Imagine a centuries old stone, cylindrical building. Seperate men/women spaces. Steamy & hot once you enter the bathing space. 4-5 women working all day, wearing only black bray & panties - they must literally scrub 100's of women a day. A full on loofah scrub, sudsing that was unparalleled. they wash your hair, clean behind your ears and massage the heck out of you. Gentle?, no. Awesome, yes. Then you lay on the huge, hot marble stone w/ 15 other naked women and just float away to never-never land. I loved it! Many people didn't because of the utter lack of modesty or gentleness. These two were actually part of why I loved it.
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Next up tom. is Bulgaria! Things are going really fast, and I still feel incredibly blessed to have had this opportunity given to me.
SJ- looks and sounds like you are having a trip of a life time. I think you are one of the luckiest people I have ever meet. Enjoy!!!!!
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Hooked on a hookah; outed by ouzo, what can we say except........what a lot of fun. Athens is only a small part of Greece and you will just have to go back. Congratulations on a fabulous blog site - will report it to Rotary Glenferrie. Will email you soon. Lots of Love. Connie and Paul
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