The Last Day

Istanbul has been a place of constant walking and exploring. Our last day was much the same as our first - walk, walk some more and finally accept the fact that we didn't know where we were [even though Fred liked to pretend he knew all the shortcuts].


We toured the spice market, taking in some incredible smells.

On the walk home, we passed through unknown territory and eventually saw the slums of Istanbul first hand. Not pretty, but safe enough.




We watched the making of flat bread the old fashioned way!





Our hotel was on the tram track and there wasn't much walking room when two trams met. The tracks were no more than one metre from the sidewalk. Great fun!


Our last meal in Istanbul on a beautiful terrace restaurant, overlooking the Bosphorus Sea.


We even found time to visit with one of the Red River Pub employees during the final World Cup match. It was a busy day and I'm sure all four of us will miss this wonderful city.