Bosphorus-by-sea

If I closed my eyes for just a moment, I could be back in Istanbul, on one of the piers or bridges over the river which cuts the city in two, divides east from west and acts as the border between Europe and Asia. The sound of men chattering in Arabic drowns out the soft … Continue reading Bosphorus-by-sea →

#THROWBACKTHURSDAYIstanbul, 2015. Istanbul is one of the planet’s truly great cities. Mrs P and I had a wonderful week there. Admittedly, it would possibly have been a better seven days had we chosen to go outside of Ramadan. The call to prayer is a charming and exotic sound. But after three days of it waking … Continue reading →