Turkolicious

Day Phree

This day was a much easier day, therefore, a much a much shorter post. By today we were exhausted from traveling and walking and sightseeing; therefore, we did more of the same.

We went to the military museum. It was cheap to get in, incredibly huge, and very nationalistic. Alex got riled in the museum and I was disconcerted. We did see a really big gun in the courtyard though.

After this experience, we went to the Galata Tower and walked across the Galata Bridge. The view was great and the fishermen on the bridge were numerous. They never really catch anything except this tiny little fish which we had lightly fried in Bodrum. Very tasty.

Alex had to leave, it was the end of the weekend and Greg and I just relaxed. We came back to the hostel, I wrote some of Sunset on the rooftop cafe/bar and felt the wind coming in from the Bosporus (probably the nicest thing of the day).

As always we ate the Turkish breakfast, had some doner (kebab in a wrap), and then went to the Sultan Hostel for dinner-spaghetti bolonaise.