Beyoglu is an Istanbul neighborhood on the European side of Istanbul where I am staying that is known for the cafe, bars, and shopping there. Friday night I ate some great Turkish food at the modern Antiochia near the Tunnel metro.
While there I tried the Turkish signature alcoholic drink, raki, an aniseed-based (tastes like licorice) drink. Raki-water-ice=not bad, not as strong tasting as other types I've had in the past like ouzo.
I went with the durum kebab, which is a kebab in a wrap rather than a pita, it'sa bit lighter. They had really fresh ingredients, it was excellent.
Galata Tower at night.
Sunday breakfast: tea, orange juice, fried eggs and spicy Turkish sausage.
And followed by cheese cake, still hungry, so decided to cave in to the dessert.
There are cats everywhere, not sure if they are strays or whether they just don't let them in. Several of them look dirty and feral.
First stop, The Museum of Innocence, an actual place based on a novel written by Istanbul's favorite son, Nobel Prize winning novelist Orhan Pamuk. Now I feel compelled to read it. I have to say I agree with Pamuk's manifesto:
In “The Innocence of Objects,” a catalogue describing the creation of the novel-museum duo, Pamuk lays out a manifesto for museums. In it, Pamuk calls for exchanging “Large national museums such as the Louvre and the Hermitage” for “smaller, more individualistic, and cheaper” museums, taking “stories” in the place of “histories.” Instead, he writes, a museum should work in its capacity to “reveal the humanity of individuals.
The Whirling Dervish Museum.
There are some amazing views from the Tower.
Lunch: grilled Turkish meatballs with cheese.
Near Tophane, Ali Pasa Complex.