Saying goodbye to Istanbul was hard. We walked until the last possible minute and left the dealing with fatigue for the flight back to Mumbai.
Constantine’s column
Our last day in Istanbul started with a tram ride down the central axis that Constantine built for his new city: the street once called the Mese, now Yeniçeriler Cadessi.
We hopped off at the stop called Çemberlitaş. The square here is as old as the city; it was part of the Roman forum. The column is Constantine’s column, today called Çemberlitaş, meaning burnt column, The base has been raised over centuries, the old base lies well below the level of today’s ground. The mosque behind it was built by Atik Ali Pasha. The single minaret designates that the Pasha was not of the royal family. The sultan’s family was allowed to put up two minarets in mosques they financed, the sultan would normally use four. There’s a nice hamam right in front of the column, across the square from the mosque. One reason we need to go back to Istanbul is that we didn’t find the time to go to a hamam.
Nurosmaniye mosque
We were at the northern end of the square. At the other end we could see the Nurosmaniye mosque, one of the exemplary Baroque Ottoman mosques, and our second stop for the day.
I should write more about this grand 18th century structure, which may, quite deservedly, be included in the World Heritage list soon. Started in 1748 CE during the reign of sultan Mahmut I and completed seventeen years later in the time of his successor, sultan Osman III, the architect Simeon Kalfa built a structure bathed in light. I should write more about it, but, for completely different reasons, I must repeat the words of Evariste Galois, “Je n’ai pas le temps.”
Grand bazaar
Just outside the mosque was the covered bazaar which is the big destination for tourists. So many carpet sellers in the rest of Turkey had told us that their prices were much lower than we would find in the Grand bazaar, that we were looking forward to it.
The Turkish name, Kapalıçarşı, literally would mean covered bazaar, but grand is a good description. Its construction started immediately after the Turkish victory over the Byzantines in 1453 AD. This area stands just across a hill from the ancient port on the Golden Horn, and the end of what used to be Theodosius’ forum (now Beyazit square). So there must have been ancient market here even earlier. In the 17th century the Ottoman empire controlled trade between Asia, Africa, and Europe, and this market was deemed to be the biggest in the world. It remains picturesque even today. The Family and I could roam through this market for a full day, looking for carpets, ceramics, calligraphy, meerschaum pipes, and even food. So it was hard to walk through quickly in half an hour.
Streets of Fatih
The Beyazit mosque was under repair. On another side of the vast Beyazit square was Istanbul University (which produced two Nobel laureates and the founder of Israel). We walked up to the enormous ceremonial gate (featured photo), then detoured into the used-book market. The only planned stop in our walk after this was the Sulemaniye mosque. The rest of the time was for immersing ourselves into the life of Istanbul.
We walked past a few meyhane. My subconscious went into overdrive and reminded me that the Turkish hane is the cognate of Urdu khana, so meyhane is the same as the Hindi maikhana, a pub. They were closed now. Could it be because of Ramazan? Nerval had come to Istanbul in Ramazan in the 18th century, and described it as a fast and a carnival. We’d expected nights to be livelier than they were. Much has changed in the intervening years. Nerval’s friend, Theophile Gautier, walked through these streets (“labyrinth”, he called it) a few years later, terrified by snarling packs of dogs. The Turkish writers Yahya Kemal and Tanpinar followed in their footsteps in the 20th century and called then “ruined, poor and wretched.” Now, as we proceed beyond the beginning of the 21st century, the area is quite gentrified.
Egyptian bazaar (spice bazaar)
Our final stop was the spice bazaar, behind the in-repair Rustem Pasha mosque. The area outside the covered bazaar was truly a bazaar in the Indian sense; lots of little shops, a huge press of people rushing about, others, like us, holding up traffic by taking photos. But we would be back in such places the very next day, so we passed by familiar pleasures and walked into the Misir çarşısi, ie, the Egyptian bazaar.
Located just behind the New mosque (Yeni cami), the spice bazaar had an astounding variety of things to eat. I was really taken by the balls of nuts held together by a gummy matrix like lokum, and bought a single piece by weight. Istanbullus are like people in any other city; shopkeepers are a little surly when you do things that no local does. But tis man sold me a weirdly small amount of food after a little grumbling. There was a lot of lokum on display, but I’d earmarked a special shop for the sweets I wanted to take back. Did I want rose water, or orange essence? No. “Time to move on”, The Family said. Indeed, we were back in Eminönü after a five hour walk. Time to leave Istanbul.
We lived in Turkey for two years in the early 60’s and spent many a weekend in Istanbul. It is a great city, wonderful food, and very welcoming people. I hope it is still the same. Thanks for the memories.
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You’re welcome. The people remain friendly and the food is wonderful. I loved it, and I wish I had the luck to be there for two years. Three days wasn’t enough.
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Quite an amazing ride this was in Istanbul 🙂
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Thanks. Istanbul is really friendly
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Thank you for the tour, it makes me want to visit Istanbul!
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Its a great place.
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Great pics. Don’t you hate it when you have to rush through a place that you could spend all day in. Thanks for an eyeful.
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Thanks. Unfortunately travel times are severely limited for all of us, I guess. Not enough time to see all the places one wants to, in all the detail that they call for.
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Stunning shots. I have no doubt this was an amazing adventure 🙂
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Thank you. It was a great time.
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Great architecture of Istambul. But the streets seem very narrow.
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Yes, quite beautiful. Wide streets do not make for great photos.
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Was just interested, cause I haven’t been there.
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Fatih is cut into several parts by wide streets, then there are the smaller roads feeding into them. The bazaar needs to be done on foot.
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Nice. Thanks for that. Seems nice to visit.
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You;r welcome. Istanbul is a place I would like to go back to.
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Thanks for the wonderful tour!
janet
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You’re welcome. Thanks for coming by.
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Great post and nice photos!
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Thank you
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I recall Fatih as being more conservative than the rest of Istanbul–did you get that impression? Also, we ate some homemade pasta called Manti there and some teenagers came into the café and watched us eat it and asked us if we knew Barack Obama.
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The people of Fatih were more middle class than the ones across the Golden Horn, but most people are staunch republicans.
They could tell you are from Chicago!
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Thank you for taking us along on this virtual elaborate tour of Istanbul. I hope someday I get to go there in person too. So, where’s the next destination 🙂
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Thanks for the comment. Keep watching, I’ll be home soon to write about it.
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Ahh! So there you are already exploring another place 🙂
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🙂
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Ahhh always hard to leave a place, but nice in the knowledge that a return is possible in the future. I can just imagine the aromatic smell of the spice market!
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Yes, that it has.
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