After Galata Tower, I meandered over to Galata Bridge, the bridge joining the northern and southern European side, bridging the Golden Horn. I'd read that it was a nice walk to do, and what better day to do it than this nice sunny day.
Actually another day might have been a better day to do it. :( I realized after I left the hostel that I had forgotten to use deodorant. Sorry Istanbul.
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| Looking down Galata Bridge, you can see some minarets of Sultanahmet mosques (Sultanahmet is on the southern half of the European side). |
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| Ferries leaving from Karaköy (Galata), either cross the Golden Horn or the Bosphorus to reach the other shores of Istanbul. |
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| These fisherman caught some little fish! |
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| There were tons of fisherman out on the bridge that day, many had little buckets of fish -- dinner, perhaps. |
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Reaching the other side of Galata Bridge. I thought it was going to be really long, like crossing the Golden Gate Bridge, but it was actually a pretty short walk, maybe 10 minutes, at a very lazy pace.
This is Eminonu, the south-European shore port. |
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| A stand in Eminonu port that sells pickled vegetables for eating. Like that pyramid of cups is just full of picked vegetables that you can puncture and eat with a fork, while walking. |
The fishes they caught were tiny, I guess there is no size limit there, and blue jeans are universal uniform.
ReplyDeleteWe (Bah and I) are in Taipei now, pretty humid here.
The fishes they caught were tiny, I guess there is no size limit there, and blue jeans are universal uniform.
ReplyDeleteWe (Bah and I) are in Taipei now, pretty humid here.