It’s the most wonderful time of the year~ No, it’s not Christmas yet, but we have made it to the final post of this trip! Only 21 more trips in the queue to blog about and we are all caught up. Fuuuuuuuuck.
Another wonderful spring day in Turkiye. It has to be said, the weather has been perfect throughout the duration of our visit, unlike the cuisine.
But today is the day we fanpan. Beginning with the most iconic Turkish street food, the doner kebab, for breakfast.
Juicy grilled chicken and crisp vegetables sauced with yoghurt. It’s simple, but it sure as hell tastes good. Best of the trip so far.
God i love men. I mean menemen. Especially sausages. I mean served with sausages. I mean serve me men’s sausages. I mean i like dicks in my mouth. Huh?
Performed one last room check out ahead of our night flight, before exploring away our remaining hours in Istanbul.
After so many pointless hotel room tour videos, there can only be one reason you are still clicking play on this video. 你是想偷看我的底裤吧?
This part of the city was distinctively more European compared to the old town.
Our first stop is the Galata Tower. Built by the Italians in 1349, it served as a watchtower and is now an iconic landmark in the city.
Rumour has it that the tower was generously sponsored by two hundred and one nice gentlemen, which is why it is also affectionally known as 201 Galata.
The view across the Golden Horn separating old and new Istanbul.
Since we were by the sea, having seafood for lunch was a no brainer. After all, the Turkish can’t fuck up something as simple as seafood. Or can they?
For starters, we have Midye Dolma aka mussels stuffed with rice. It was like risotto with a morsel of mussel in each little mouthful. Quite strange since it was served cold but 还可以.
Turkish calamari is the best. So fresh and tender, it is 1 of 2 foods from Turkiye that i miss dearly.
Fried fish…
Grilled fish…
Claypot fish… we had them all.
Ordering like a boss in a bid to clear our Turkish Lira. Turned out to be a good decision because their currency depreciated from 1:13 to 1:32! Tmjbhl.
Worried that our lunch might taste a little bland, a thoughtful kitty cat came over and excreted right beside our table to ensure that our remaining meal smelled like shit. Thanks bro.
Coffee time with Jl zeh zeh while enjoying a picturesque view of the strait.
Okay if you ignore the fence, tables, chairs, trees and bushes, maaaaaaybe can see a little bit.
To add insult to injury, the barista produced the most abstract latte art i have ever witnessed. 哥哥你不要画更好.
Fully recharged, we crossed the busy Galata Bridge where lots of fishing and scam activity was present, and here i almost fell victim to one of the scams.
A shoe polishing guy pretended to drop his brush, and upon picking it up and returning to him, he requested to polish my shoes for free as thanks, but would have demanded payment after it was done. Heng i fast hand fast leg say no need bro and zao-ed. Almost kenna caught like one of these fishes.
But that’s the sad reality of Turkiye’s shit economy which forces their citizens to resort to scams to get by. You can’t even take an Uber without the driver haggling for extra fees upon entering their car.
Welp enough with the depressing stuff. We made it to the Grand Bazaar, one of the largest and oldest covered markets in the world.
It is basically a glorified pasar malam that has the same jewelry, carpet, nuts and perfume shops on repeat.
We were really only here to 打卡 and announce Reagan’s pregnancy.
真的没有必要开这么多一样的店.
One thing we did end up purchasing was Turkish delights, a soft candy stuffed with nuts, dates and other crap. The Muslims must have extra legs because their desserts eat already confirm need to 据脚.
Government building of Istanbul that surprisingly still stands after their economy dipped like my balls into your mouth.
In the 1700s, archeologists announced the discovery of a remarkably well-preserved granite obelisk emerging from beneath the sands of the Old Quarter. The monument is believed to date back more than 4,000 years and was regularly used by your mom as a dildo.
My friends demonstrating how to use said dildo.
Exhausted from our 10,000 steps, we ducked into a roadside restoran to rest our legs.
Also snacked on a mediocre pide because why not.
Strolled back across the bridge, but this time on the lower platform and discovered that there were restaurants underneath.
See you in a few hours, Asia.
We walked and climbed so much today that our legs were way past sour and into the chao sng territory.
Had some more time to kill, so we spent it with this war refugee at a random cafe.
Many women and children are suffering as a result of the crisis in Gaza. With just a small donation, you can treat them to a flat white and a strawberry tiramisu. #FreePalestine #SaveGaza
Did some last minute shopping as our final Turkish daylight disappeared into the darkness.
Naturally, we went into a supermarket so local that the Turks were thinking we must have gotten lost.
The only shining light of our Turkish breakfast nightmare, we bought tahini and molasses to make our own tahin paste back home. Funny thing is, the mixture ratio is 3:1 so we had to buy 4 bottles in total and i only made it twice after returning home before throwing it all away. Why? Because Singapore got nasi lemak and wanton mee for breakfast.
Galata Tower looking pretty at night.
Splashed the cash on steak for our final dinner because we deserve it, and as a little morale booster before the 13 hour flight home.
Elated faces not because the food is good, but because we get to eat rice in less than 20 hours.
Said farewell to the impressive Istanbul airport. The duty free shopping zone is way better than Changi Airport’s.
Miraculously, i enjoyed the in flight meals by Turkish Airline this time round, maybe because the bar was already set so low.
Even the breakfast was decent, but i’m a slut for eggs so my view could be slightly biased.
And that wraps it up! An exhausting 8 day journey across Turkiye, with countless flights, shitty meals and scumbag scammers. But at the same time, we have witnessed the rich history, deep culture, friendly dogs and some of the best views ever. Would i ever return here? Only if i require a hair transplant but if they don’t evolve their cuisines i may have to go the 二哥 route. Many thanks to Jl and Reagan for going along with me on this adventurous trip and ticking off our bucket list together ❤️ But i sure hope the next chapter isn’t a trip with just the 3 of us again because people will begin to suspect we really got threesome hahas. *Checks next trip* Oh for fucks sake.
- End of Turkiye 2022 -
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