If I could be transported back in time, perhaps it would be the first time I had breakfast in Istanbul, on the rooftop of the Askin Hotel, just two blocks from the Hagia Sophia and the Blue Mosque, our bird's eye view.
Each morning, a short Turkish lady who spoke no English, sliced just-baked French bread, home-made butter, and with big smiles, served us a dark, mystery marmelade, goat cheese, tomato, boiled egg, and cups and cups of steaming hot tea.
I remember the sun shining, and there, to the north, we could see Haga Sophia and the spires of Topkapi Palace.
|Entering the Courtyard of the Blue Mosque,|
Istanbul, Turkey (Camp 2004)
Just now I'm learning how to use Amazon's cloud and transferring photos from CDs to "the cloud" -- including this PowerPoint slide show, highlights of our visit to Turkey.
Meanwhile, here in Spokane and far from Istanbul, I haunt the farmer's market in search of goat cheese and fresh artisan bread.