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  • Intoxicating Istanbul

    Intoxicating Istanbul

    Tatyana Leonov

    It’s easy to get infatuated with a city that’s both old and new, religious and secular, European and Asian.

    Intoxicating Istanbul

    Tourists dining at restaurants along the Galata Bridge, with Yeni Cami Mosque in the background. Photo: Getty Images

    The sun has barely begun to rise and the morning prayers begin. Although I’d rather sleep in a little more, it’s such a seductive, yet jarringly exotic, sound. The prayers get louder, more voices join in, there’s no way I’ll fall back asleep. My day in Istanbul – like every day here – has begun early.

    Istanbul is an energetic city caught between the traditions of Islam and modern Western culture. Women in head-to-toe burqas walk side by side with squealing girls clad in minuscule shorts and teeny tops. Mosques are full, but so are the bars. Street food peddlers saunter alongside chic Istanbulians clad in the latest designer gear, weathered kebab shops sit alongside trendy restaurants with rooftop views, and narrow, cobbled-lane waterfront villages are a hop and a skip away from urban corporate districts.

    Dramatic and squalid, old and new, European and Asian … it’s easy to get infatuated with the mishmash that is Istanbul.

    Sultanahmet is the heart of old Istanbul and home to many of the famous sites you’ll likely be visiting. A hub of a different kind is Taksim Square, the core of modern Istanbul and one of the largest public gathering spaces in the world. The square and nearby district of Beyoglu (home to the famous Istiklal Avenue) are known for their perpetually busy and rambunctious nightlife.

    Nearby, Karaköy is Istanbul’s up-and-coming suburb, home to sophisticated art galleries, funky boutiques and a swathe of newly-opened opulent hotels. Besiktas is another flourishing hot spot: the once-gritty fisherman hangout has turned over a new leaf and is now home to some of Istanbul’s newest international boutiques, hotels and bars.

    I choose to stay in Beyoglu and walk to Sultanahmet across the Galata Bridge most mornings for sightseeing (there are trams and funiculars, too, taxis take too long). It’s a good 40 or so minutes’ walk, but that’s the beauty of being in Istanbul – some of the most interesting sights are the ones you encounter when you’re not looking for them. Meandering along cobblestone laneways, stopping to buy fresh-baked simit bread from a street stall, or joining the local men for a cup of Turkish tea in a sidewalk cafe … these are highlights you’ll remember in years to come.

    Walking across the Galata Bridge itself is a grand experience. The bridge that spans the Golden Horn waterway is dotted with fishermen, street food vendors and young love-struck couples enjoying the view – it’s a fascinating way to enter the old city each day.

    You need at least a few days to fully immerse yourself in the rich cultural offerings in Sultanahmet. I plan for one or two major sights a day, with a drawn-out lunch stop at one of the many rooftop restaurants. There’s nothing quite like feasting on succulent kebab pieces, served alongside ripe tomatoes and fresh salad, overlooking elaborate minarets. It’s on these rooftops that you really feel you are in Istanbul – the skyline, with its soaring minarets and modern skyscrapers, is one of the best in the world.

    Six of Istanbul’s dazzling minarets belong to Sultan Ahmed (also known as the Blue Mosque because of the blue Iznik tiles adorning the elaborate interior). It’s one of only a handful of mosques in the world to boast six turrets and is a visual feast inside and out. The mosque is still used for prayers, so visiting times are limited and strictly controlled. Hagia Sophia, a sixth-century Byzantine masterpiece, is easier to visit. It was once a Greek Orthodox church, later an imperial mosque, and today it’s a museum. Although it was a mosque for about 500 years, you can still see some of its Orthodox church remnants, which makes for a thought-provoking and educational visit.

    On a day when the heat gets too much I escape into one of Istanbul’s peculiarly beautiful attractions, the underground Basilica Cistern. The cistern offers an insight into the intricate system that once brought water into Istanbul, and today serves as a peaceful (and cool) respite from the bustling life above.

    The lively frenzy that is Istanbul is most evident at the marketplace. The epic Grand Bazaar, one of the oldest and biggest souks in the world, is an assault on the senses, with anything and everything being bartered under one roof. The Spice Bazaar offers a similar experience – more tea, more saffron, more glassware than you’d ever imagine.

    Sultanahmet is a dynamic region during the day, but at nightfall it’s Beyoglu’s Istiklal Avenue that comes alive – with a different kind of energy. Young things in the latest threads flock to suave restaurants to dine on exorbitantly priced food washed down with colourful cocktails, while groups of families take ownership of the more casual eateries, talking, laughing and ordering one sumptuous dish after another. I watch with envy as waiters weave through the crowds with plates crammed with all kinds of local delicacies.

    Those who like meat, fish and anything sweet will delight in all of Istanbul’s culinary offerings. Fresh-caught hamsi (small black sea anchovies) fried before your eyes, smoky lamb chunks grilled slowly over coals, and a plethora of sticky and sweet morsels studded with nuts and gussied up with sugar (dessert in Istanbul is a hedonistic affair) are all part of the nocturnal dining experience in this part of town.

    As dawn breaks, late-night diners and partygoers traipse alongside early-risers starting their day. The first of the prayer callers sings out with the morning prayer. Another day in intoxicating Istanbul has begun.


    TRIP TIPS

    Getting there
    Qantas (qantas.com.au) code shares flights with Emirates to Istanbul via Dubai from Sydney, Melbourne, Perth, Brisbane and Adelaide.

    Where to stay
    Located in trendy Besiktas, the W Istanbul Hotel has 136 Ottoman-inspired rooms and suites, as well as gardens, terraces, a cabana, a gym and two restaurants to take care of all your needs; wistanbul.com.tr.
    Tomtom Suites/The Old Franciscan House, part of the Small Luxury Hotels of the World group, offers a boutique stay in the trendy Beyoglu district, with beautiful panoramic views of the old city from the rooftop terrace; slh.com.
    If you’re flash with cash, book a palace suite at Çıragan Palace Kempinski Hotel, the former Ottoman palace built by Sultan Abdülaziz. Your private butler will greet you at the helipad and you’ll be whisked away into a world of indulgence; kempinski.com.

    What to wear
    For an Islamic country, Turkey’s capital is very liberal in terms of dress, but it’s still best to be respectful. Cover legs and shoulders inside mosques; everywhere else, dress neatly and take your cue from what the locals are wearing.

    What to drink
    Turkish tea in a sidewalk cafe.

    Essential phrases
    Hello Merhaba
    Thank you Tesekkür ederim
    Excuse me Affedersiniz
    How much does it cost? Ne kadar?

    Life-affirming experience
    A cuppa with a local. Life’s simplest pleasures can be the most profound.

    Best memento
    A dazzling hand-made glass lamp, if you can get it home. Or delight friends back home with some Turkish delight.

    Essential reading
    In Turkey I am Beautiful by Brendan Shanahan.

    More information
    goturkey.com

    Read more: http://www.smh.com.au/lifestyle/intoxicating-istanbul-20140415-36pkq.html#ixzz2zQwDJ2xY

  • Why Istanbul has been named the top destination by TripAdvisor for 2014

    Why Istanbul has been named the top destination by TripAdvisor for 2014

    Add Istanbul to your must-visit list. Source: ThinkStock

    FORGET Paris, Rome, London … it is time to head to Istanbul.

    It’s just been named the hottest destination for 2014 by a recent TripAdvisor poll. So what is it that makes this Turkish capital such a travelling gem?

    We asked fellow Aussie, Fiona Rose-Kumral, who spent three years living in magical Istanbul, why she thinks it took out first place.

    “I think a big part of it would be the perception prior to travel. People may presume that being in the Middle East it’s scary or that there are safety issues and that the people may try and take advantage of you,” she said.

    “The reality is that it’s very easy to travel, the locals don’t hassle you or try to rip you off. The city is beautiful there is so much to see, full of energy, very cool bars, cheap, food is delicious, great architecture and history. The people are very warm so travellers would definitely enjoy and have the opportunity to talk to locals.”

    This is what makes Istanbul so hot this year …

     

    Night lights. Picture: laszlo-photo. Source: Flickr

     

    SHOPPING

    Istanbul is the city for shopping. The Grand Bazaar has been serving shoppers since the mid-fifteenth century with more than 3000 stalls to browse.

    If you like to bargain, head to the Old Town bazaars including the Spice Bazaar and Arasta Bazaar and pick up traditional wares such as rugs, handicrafts and exotic spices.

    If mainstream is more your thing, visit one of the many modern shopping centres spread all over the city. Beyoglu has all your contemporary fashion, music and books.

     

    Shopping in the Grand Bazaar. Picture: G. Ozcan. Source: Flickr

     

     

    Ceramics at a bazaar. Source: ThinkStock

     

    DELICIOUS FOOD

    We’re pretty familiar with doner kebabs and Turkish delight, but there is so much more on offer that is tasty, affordable and delicious.

    Traditional Turkish restaurants are called Meyhanes and serve hot and cold meze, fresh seafood and rake, an aniseed-flavoured drink, to wash it all down with.

    Head to the local markets and pick up a picnic feast of flatbread, cheeses, Turkish salami and olives. Or try mercimek corbasi — a steaming, red lentil soup seasoned with chilli and mint.

    For something sweet, the local baklava and lokum (Turkish delight) melt in your mouth.

     

    Local fish market. Picture: guillenperez. Source: Flickr

     

     

    Sweet baklava. Picture: Mumuio. Source: Flickr

     

     

    Spice markets. Picture: Source: ThinkStock

     

    COOL BARS

    Sure, Turkey is officially a Muslim country, but they have a vibrant party scene.

    Taking advantage of its beautiful location, Istanbul’s night-life capitalises on its harbour views and rooftops.

    Many of its best bars are on the Bosphorus waterfront or on its soaring rooftops. Head to Beygolu, the city’s night-life hub, where weekend crowds drink cocktails and party late into the night.

     

    Rooftop bar Nu Terras. Source: ThinkStock

     

    BEAUTIFUL ARCHITECTURE AND HISTORY

    Known for its incredible Byzantine and Ottoman architecture, Istanbul is a wonderful blend of history and modernity.

    From the Blue Mosque and Aya Sofya to the Topkapi Palace and the Basilica Cistern, its amazing structures are full of history and are breathtakingly beautiful.

     

    The spectacular Blue Mosque. Source: ThinkStock

     

     

    The incredible Hagia Sophia. Source: ThinkStock

     

    FRIENDLY LOCALS

    The Turks are an incredibly hospitable, open and friendly people. Forget the snobby French or the cold English, you’ll find yourself sharing a tea with a shopkeeper in a local bazaar or being invited in for lunch when asking directions.

     

    Meet the locals. Picture: e — basak. Source: Flickr

     

    EASY TO TRAVEL

    Don’t try navigating the chaotic streets on your own in a hire car. Istanbul is full of taxis, it has an extremely efficient bus system, regular trams and plenty of ferries.

    All you need is a travel card and you can easily find these in the many news stands.

    A ferry ride is a great way to see the famous Bosphorus that separates Asia from Europe, with some of the best city views in the world.

     

    Take a ferry on the Bosphorus. Picture: Calflier001. Source: Flickr

     

    SAFETY

    While the locals are a friendly bunch, DFAT does issue a warning for Aussies travelling to Turkey. They advise exercising a high degree of caution due to terrorist threats in the region.

  • RECEP DECEIT ERDOĞAN

    RECEP DECEIT ERDOĞAN

    RECEP DECEIT ERDOĞAN

    15 March 2014

    The ides of March, beware the ides of March!

    Whence is that knocking?
    How is’t with me, when every noise appalls me?
    What hands are here? ha! they pluck out mine eyes.
    Will all great Neptune’s ocean wash this blood
    Clean from my hand? No, this my hand will rather
    The multitudinous seas incarnadine,

    Making the green one red.

     MACBETH, William Shakespeare

    In your repetition, in your ranting, you bore me immensely and to tears.
    Yet in your supernatural excess, you never fail to astonish.
    Now a hunted man, who curses stars for giving light to darkness,
    you cannot control your rotting tongue.
    There must surely be some divine disgust coming.
    You should be pitied, such an inhuman piece of wreckage.
    But in your deceit you transcend pity.
    The condition of your end surpasses words, except perhaps one–
    UNSPEAKABLE

    Nine months ago you murdered a fifteen year-old boy.
    It took Berkin Elvan nine months to be born.
    And nine months to die by your hand.
    Nine months in a coma, tubed and hosed, draining away in a hospital.
    A hospital where, the day he died, you gassed and beat his mourners.
    And that night, you gassed and beat his mourners all over the nation.
    And that night I wrote about rage and outrage.
    “HEY YOU!” I shouted… “HEY ERDOĞAN!”

    That night I asked you, “Tomorrow, will you attack the boy’s corpse?”
    I felt so strange asking that question. Who would do such blasphemy?
    But true to your deceitful form, you would.
    And did.
    And without qualms, so cool, so cold, so devastating your style.
    Every religion, one way or another says, never speak ill of the dead.
    But you…unspeakable you…What in hell is your religion?
    And the next day you continued to defile the boy’s corpse.
    You went to Siirt.

    Your wife’s hometown.
    And how courageous you were imitating the home-grown liar and thief Jet Fadil whose parliamentary seat you occupy in historically perfect irony.

    Imposter! Charlatan! Infidel!

    The boy was a “terrorist, you yelled to your mob of bootlickers in the plaza at Siirt.
    Clap-clap-clap went your mob.
    He was carrying a slingshot, steel marbles and wearing a scarf, you lied.
    Clap-clap-clap went your mob.

    Yes,true to your form, you lied.
    The picture was photoshopped by one of your corrupt cops.
    Everyone knows this.
    Everyone except your Allah-dazzled mobs.
    Clap-clappity-clap went your bedazzled bootlickers.
    Clap-clappity-clap…

    Then you insulted the boy’s mother.
    “I couldn’t understand why you threw steel marbles and carnations into your son’s grave,” you yelled.
    Booooooooo! yelled your mob in avid, oblivious agreement. Booooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

    Who? What? When? Where? Why? …..
    I mean words fail…a head of state talking such abominable trash, such profanity…
    Booing a dead child’s mother?
    Your mob, your perverted followers.
    Your mobs in plazas where no light ever shines. YOUR “people.”
    BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
    YUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH!

    What idiot advises you to say and do such things?
    The guy with the pig-greased hair?
    That peddler of slime and subterfuge?
    The one who is ready to die for you?
    Hadi!
    Go!
    Die!
    Lead by example!
    Do the right thing!

    Or do you advise yourself?

    Or was it Egemen Bağış, your thieving ex-minister?
    The pervert who called Berkin’s mourners “necrophiles.”

    Or was it Mehmet Ali Şahin, Turkey’s greatest verbal defecator.
    In Ergenekon, as he had so vividly explained,
    Turkey is defecating. Turkey will continue cleansing its intestines.”
    About Berkin, he was even less sensitive.
    If Berkin had died after the election, he blathered, the funeral crowd would not have been so large.

    And for all this, and for so much more, you will all soon go forever.

    The door is knocking.
    Can you hear it?
    Your advisors won’t tell.
    Only the knock tells.
    The knock that appalls.
    A knock, and you disappear.
    Somewhere, beyond the sun, beyond the touch of humanity,
    Beyond the light. Beyond thought.
    And all that remains, all those “things” of yours,
    will be razed, destroyed, plowed over.
    And the land will be calm.
    And your hands?
    Your bloody, thieving, deceiving, murderous hands?
    They too will be food for worms.

    Listen well, for it has already been written:

    Your worm is your only emperor for diet.
    We fat all creatures else to fat us, and 
    we fat ourselves for maggots. 


    HAMLET, William Shakespeare

     

    James (Cem) Ryan
    Istanbul
    15 March 2014

    yigit bulut   bagis   sahin

  • Istanbul Marriott Hotel Sisli opens

    Istanbul Marriott Hotel Sisli opens

    Marriott International has opened its seventh hotel in Istanbul.

    Istanbul-Marriott-Hotel-Sisli

    The 259-room Istanbul Marriott Hotel Sisli, which is Marriott’s 11th property in Turkey, is located within a 34-storey building on the European side of the city between the business districts of Levent and Taksim.

    The five-star hotel features a rooftop heliport and a health club and spa with a gym, indoor swimming pool, tennis court, Turkish bath, sauna, steam room and treatment rooms.

    There are three food/beverage options — the Dish Room Restaurant serves Mediterranean cuisine and has an outdoor terrace and lounge bar; the Terrace Bar; and the Great Room Lounge and My Bar (pictured above) offers a selection of “light and more substantial menu items”.

    Amy McPherson, president and managing director for Marriott International in Europe, said: “Over the past few years we have seen robust growth in Turkey where six of our 11 hotel brands in Europe are represented, demonstrating the growing strength of our portfolio of brands…

    “Everything from technology and design to meetings is being revitalised and we are very proud that the Istanbul Marriott Hotel Sisli showcases many of these innovations and represents a new standard for the brand.”

    Marriott this week opened its first hotel in Osaka (see news, March 10).

    marriott.com

    Graham Smith

    via Istanbul Marriott Hotel Sisli opens – Business Traveller.

  • A death in Istanbul

    A death in Istanbul

    The death of an Istanbul homeless man illustrates to a Monitor correspondent the precariousness of life on the fringe of a city growing by leaps and bounds. 

    By Scott Peterson, Staff writer / March 8, 2014

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    Modern skyscrapers compete for attention with the iconic Suleymaniye mosque along Istanbul’s skyline. The city of 14 million is brimming with new construction – but has many dark pockets as well. MURAD SEZER/REUTERS

    ISTANBUL

    Scott Peterson has been The Christian Science Monitor’s Istanbul bureau chief since August 2005. The city has developed rapidly in the last few years, but the growth cannot completely obscure the darker side of the metropolis, where a person can easily slip through the cracks.

    The long sidewalk that passed by Ramazan’s slap-together “dwelling” is one of the longest and flattest pavements in Istanbul. Over the years I have run along it hundreds of times, often with my running partner – Ivan Watson of CNN – and often alone, sometimes very late after deadlines.

    Istanbul is a city of ever-rising glass buildings, brimming with cultural energy and packed with ancient delights and endlessly fascinating architecture. And Turks could not be more welcoming.

    But Istanbul, the bulwark that joins – and separates – Asia and Europe, is also a megacity of more than 14 million people, with dark pockets and fissures. It is a locus of human trafficking and drug routes that feed European addictions, a place where people from across the region pile up in their bid to get into Europe; or if from the Persian Gulf countries and Iran, to let their hair down and party in the anonymity of the city.

    The coastal road is not be the safest area after hours, and Turkish friends gave warning. The American tourist Sarai Sierra was killed by a homeless man and found at the base of the ancient city walls more than a year ago, literally across the street from Ramazan’s hideaway. In September a Swedish tourist was stabbed to death in the same district, while trying to break up an argument.

    There were other men who set up makeshift camps along the breakwater, but they were seasonal and more about casting a rod or swimming in the fast current than about survival on the fringes of a megacity.

    Ramazan was permanent. And over time we developed a habit of greeting each other as I passed, shouting Islamic greetings in praise of God, with him responding in kind when I kissed my hand and raised it toward him.

    If I were running on my own, I would stop to shake hands, and we would share smiles and encouragement.

    During the summer, it could appear idyllic: From his bench, Ramazan looked beyond the black boulders to the water’s edge, where gulls wheeled and a pod of dolphins often played, and sea traffic was endless. During the long, warm nights, Ramazan cooked small fresh-caught fish and sometimes had visitors, usually fellow homeless men sitting around his stone table, beside a smoky fire.

    During the winter, conditions could be grim. Ramazan was often alone as storms roared down from the north, their waves crashing on the breakwater, the hard winds and sleet and snow often driving like nails into the face, freezing hard into my beard as I ran past Ramazan hunkered behind his wall.

    Inevitably we would be alone on such days and nights, for a short time sharing the same space against the elements.

    There are few hard facts about Istanbul’s homeless, but estimates range from 7,000 to 10,000 people. Ramazan was one of them until one night last October, during the religious holiday known as the “feast of the sacrifice.”

    I was in a taxi coming home from the airport when we zipped by Ramazan’s spot and I saw two ambulances and policemen – not an uncommon sight. My concern raised, I stopped by on my next run. Ramazan was not there. The men who were drew their fingers across their throats – Ramazan had been murdered, his throat slit.

    I found Tommy, a man who spent time along the breakwater, and who, with his bicycle sometime bought the homeless groceries. He had argued with Ramazan and not seen him for two months.

    “He was an angel,” Tommy told me. “But when he was drinking, he could be a devil. I warned him about it; he made many people angry. I told him it could be dangerous.”

    The Turkish media quoted a man taken into custody by police, a homeless man who admitted to the murder, identified as “Mehmet S.” He said he had killed Ramazan for religious reasons, as though he were an animal, and would have kept on killing had he not been caught: “I did not kill anybody. I do not know the person you are talking about, but I sacrificed him.”

    The “feast of sacrifice” is a Muslim tradition that commemorates the legend of Abraham being asked by God to sacrifice his son Isaac, and then, instead an animal. By tradition these days the wealthy can sacrifice animals and share the meat with the poor, gaining prestige along the way.

    Days later, near midnight, I was running along the breakwater and it was absolutely barren of people. I stopped at Ramazan’s place and was surprised to find everything burned – the umbrella, the bedding, the splintered bench, a sack of clothing. The ashes were still warm; whoever lit that fire had not been gone long.

    A handful of charred pots and Ramazan’s kettle had been tossed aside, dented or crushed; empty alcohol bottles had fallen between cracks in the rocks or been smashed.

    Every time I passed by on a run, more and more memory of Ramazan was dismantled. First it was the small concrete table, upended and broken on the rocks. The stone wall was pulled down a little, then completely. Every trace of Ramazan was being erased, except for the words I am writing now, the police report, and the memories of those who knew him – most of them homeless.

    I was profoundly moved by Ramazan’s passing. I have covered atrocious conflicts in my career, from Somalia and the genocide in Rwanda to the Iraq war, year in and year out. And yet Ramazan’s loss also brought tears to my eyes.

    These days when I run along that breakwater, I still bring my fingers to my lips, and throw a kiss toward the charred remains, to a man I hardly knew, who is no longer there.

  • Turks stage fresh anti-corruption protests in Istanbul-Eastday

    Turks stage fresh anti-corruption protests in Istanbul-Eastday

    ISTANBUL, March 1 — Thousands of people staged fresh anti-corruption protests Saturday in Turkey’s coastal city of Istanbul over a leaked recording that came up earlier this week implicating the country’s prime minister.

    Demonstrations have been off and on across Turkey since the audio came under the spotlight. A phone conversation was allegedly recorded between Prime Minister Recep Tayyip Erdogan and his son Bilal on hiding a big sum of money from police raids.

    In Istanbul, demonstrations were held in the centers of several districts Saturday, demanding the government’s resignation. In Kadikoy district, protesters marched with huge safe boxes, symbolizing the money allegedly found Bilal’s house.

    Almost 1,000 riot policemen were present in iconic Taksim Square and Istiklal Street, firing tear gas to prevent people from entering the square.

    In a separate rally marking the 17th anniversary of the Feb. 28 coup, demonstrators in Istiklal Street protested “a parallel structure within the state” that they said controlled by U.S.- based cleric Fethullah Gulen.

    Gulen’s Hizmet movement is accused by the government’s supporters of running the “parallel state” and conducting a power struggle with the ruling Justice and Development Party.

    Analysts say the power struggle, the ongoing corruption probe and the recent audio scandal have deepened the polarization of the Turkish society.

    Source:Xinhua Net