After almost 2 years in my new expat life in Spain I decided to take a one month holiday. After the Christmas visit at my family I flew to Istanbul, followed by Bali. This was my first long-distance flight on my own ever! So exciting!
I have always wanted to see Istanbul. Maybe it's my possible Persian/Middle Eastern roots, but I have always felt drawn to this magical city, half European, half Asian, and I didn't get disappointed.
I arrived on the 31st of December 2011, late evening. And stayed in my hotel room!
I know. But I was in a pretty low phase of my life, I was insecure, depressed and scared. So instead of celebrating New Year's Eve on the streets of Istanbul, I went to bed. Sigh.
The next days I spent exploring the city, and fell absolutely in love with it. I walked for hours and hours, visited mosques, took a trip on a boat along the Bosporos, and discovered little art galleries. I even got invited for sweet Turkish tea.
I'm in love with Istanbul!