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          | Turkey is a fantastic place, admittedly not to everyone’s 
              tastes, but there’s a certain unpredictability about life 
              here that really appeals to me. I’ve only been the once, and 
              as my visit coincided with Istanbul’s snowiest winter in around 
              7 years, it’s pretty likely my experiences will be different 
              from most visitors. One thing to look out for is the number of touts everywhere: markets, 
              shopping streets, restaurants, tourist attractions and bar areas. 
              All are trying to take you to their uncles/cousins/friends place, 
              where they can “get you a very good price” – this 
              is all done for back-handers and commission: don’t take it 
              personally, it’s just how Turkish society operates. You have 
              three choices here: ignore them completely (very rude, but very 
              effective); go along, have a cup of apple tea and decline politely 
              (time consuming, but polite); or go along, drink the tea and feel 
              obliged to buy (very gullible). As someone else mused on the “TAMB”: 
              “You will get ripped 
              off: accept it! It’s all part of the game!”. Getting a taxi can be a life-affirming experience. Apparently, 
              brakes are a luxury: along as the horn works we’re good to 
              go. There is a Turkish view of fate that suggests Allah (and luck) 
              decide on whether you’ll crash, so driving safely is a secondary 
              consideration. I enjoyed it myself, but always made sure my seatbelt 
              was on! Taxis were not the rip-offs they are warned to be, as long 
              as you just use them for getting from A to B – ask for any 
              assistance (such as procuring match tickets) and you will 
              be stung. Even the Istanbul airport taxis advertise a very good 
              deal, however we took the bus instead. For an Islamic (albeit “technically” secular) country, 
              Turkey has a very relaxed attitude to alcohol – the local 
              beer, Efes is everywhere. Efes is a very pleasant pilsner, far better 
              on draught than from bottles (and far better in bottles than in 
              cans) – you won’t be disappointed. The other indigenous 
              drink is Raki, an aniseed liqueur similar to Greek Ouzo or French 
              Pastis, and drank in a similar way with water. It’s lethal 
              stuff – don’t believe the tourist t-shirts that state 
              “Raki is the answer”! Turkish wines, especially reds, 
              are also very palatable - if you fly Turkish Airlines you can always 
              try on the plane. Food wise, kebabs are everywhere (even in posh hotel restaurants!), 
              and are very highly recommended. Vegetarians are very well catered 
              for, with pide (Turkish pizza) definitely something you should try 
              (it comes in meat flavours as well). Lamb is the main meat on offer. One last, crucial, piece of advice – learn some very basic 
              Turkish. I learnt my usual stock phrases, and was treated like a 
              king everytime I used them. It seems that for all the European tourism 
              (mostly English and German, to the coastal resorts), very few make 
              the effort to learn, making it all the more appreciated if you do. Here are the phonetic spellings of the phrases that got us by for 
              a week: 
              Merhaba - HelloIki bira - Two beersLutfen - PleaseTashikur Edirum - Thank YouAllaha Ismarlidik - Goodbye Back to top of page  
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          | Turkish society is technically secular thanks to measures introduced 
              by Ataturk (“Father of the Turks” – real name 
              Kemal Mustafa), although this isn’t really apparent, as minarets 
              dot the skyline, and the haunting call to prayer is often heard 
              across the cities. Religion and national pride are two things that 
              seemed to be very close to the Turkish populaces heart. There is 
              intense pride in the national flag (so much so that I got an ad 
              hoc discount to Aya Sofia merely for wearing a Turkey shirt!) and 
              in Ataturk – it is actually illegal to criticise or belittle 
              either (but if you’re the sort of person who would do such 
              a thing in a foreign culture, then NATA Online probably isn’t 
              for you!).  Being a “westerner” in Turkey posed no problems at 
              all – I wore my kilt for an entire week and was treated with 
              warmth and friendliness (and a bit of awe given the three foot of 
              snow and the freezing temperatures). A favourite game of market 
              traders is to try and guess where you are from by shouting across 
              the bazaar at you: alongside the full gamut of European nationalities 
              that was shouted at me (and the obvious "William Wallace?", 
              the funniest was “Mexicano” – obviously he thought 
              the kilt was a poncho! If you do go visiting mosques (which I would recommend), bear in 
              mind to dress conservatively: men should have their heads uncovered, 
              and women should have theirs covered. Also, knees should be covered 
              (so no short skirts or shorts) and shoes have to be removed (so 
              don't wear socks with holes in!). I put trousers on under my kilt 
              in order to comply at the Blue Mosque - this was despite being told 
              I didn't need to by the Mosque attendants (I did anyway - I didn't 
              want to upset anyone praying). Flash photography is frowned upon, 
              and you are expected to leave a donation when visiting. In reality, 
              the above rules don't seem to be steadfastly observed (particularly 
              at a major attraction such as the Blue Mosque), but just because 
              other people are ignorant of these customs doesn't mean you have 
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          | Prices are not an indication in Turkey; merely a suggestion – 
              practically everything in shops is negotiable, and not only is not 
              rude to barter, it’s expected. Buying at the first price you 
              are offered is a sign of weakness that will be pounced upon! Two 
              rules here: don’t make a counter-offer unless you are really 
              serious (if it’s met, you will be expected to buy), and don’t 
              be afraid to politely decline if your offer is not met. In reality, 
              and any barterer knows this anyway, you will likely strike a compromise, 
              so always start lower than you are prepared to pay (it’s all 
              about losing face – the trader wants to believe he has made 
              you pay more than you would have wanted, and you want to pay less 
              than he first suggested). You can’t go to Turkey and not come back with an armful of 
              things that you never knew you needed (or even knew existed). Turkey’s 
              all about commerce and bartering, so do bear in mind that the drum 
              the trader offered for £50, and you’ve just paid 20 
              quid for, is only a bargain if you really need it! Some of the souvenirs we came back with were: 
               Five (yes FIVE) football shirts (Galatasaray, Besiktas, Trabzonspor, 
                Antalyaspor and Turkey): going rate was under £18 Apple Tea and an apple tea set: been back 6 months – 
                never been touched) An engraved drum: Offered at £50, bought at £20. 
                Only used to annoy Helen, but looks nice Loads of Turkish delight: top notch stuff, and popular with 
                work colleagues. A t-shirt with the Turkish emblem on it: kept the locals very 
                happy, and us safe at football matches! Some ceramic painted ornaments of Istanbul and Antalya: nice, 
                colourful and sat on the mantelpiece in the place for revolving 
                holiday souvenirs for a while. Some other stuff you may consider:  
              A “Raki Is The Answer” t-shirt (it’s not, 
                of course)A bottle of the aforesaid RakiA cheap leather jacketA carpet (risky business mind - read your guide book!)A belly dancing outfit for the missus Back to top of page  
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          | Often portrayed as a seething mass of humanity, I was quite surprised 
              by how pleasant the city was. It’s certainly more liveable 
              than say, London, Hong Kong or Seoul (similar populations). The 
              two main areas for tourists are Sultanahmet and Istiklal Caddesi 
              (the main shopping street) leading up to Taksim Square. Taksim itself 
              is part of the business district, and has several classy accommodation 
              choices. Sultanahmet is where most of the classic sights are (below), and 
              most guide books suggest staying here. I took the opposite view 
              – if you do your sightseeing during the day, when public transport 
              and taxis are easily available, you get back to your hotel without 
              too much trouble. It’s far more difficult to get safe passage 
              across town to your hotel after staggering out of a bar at 4am. 
              We stayed in the Divan hotel at the northern edge of Taksim Square 
              – not as posh as the nearby Marmara or the Intercontinental, 
              but more authentically Turkish (with one of the best confectionery 
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          | Aya Sofia – facing 
              the Blue Mosque across a small square and gardens. This massive, 
              ancient red brick building was built in the 6th Century as a church 
              (St Sofia’s), before being converted to a mosque by the Ottomans, 
              and then a secular museum (as it is now) by Ataturk. The price you 
              pay at the gate gets you in to the ground floor – to climb 
              the stairs seemed to be extra. There are also a swarm of guide waiting 
              to pounce on you as soon as you walk in – it’s up to 
              you if you want to pay for one; we didn’t. Take time to wander 
              around and look at the sheer scale of things, including the massive 
              domed roof (which had scaffolding when we were there). Blue Mosque – absolutely 
              stunning 17th Century mosque in Sultanahmet. Take care to avoid 
              prayer times, and make sure you act with appropriate humility and 
              respect. Shoes must be removed at the entrance (regardless of the 
              weather – we were there in a blizzard), and men should have 
              their legs covered and their head uncovered (no caps or hats) – 
              I took along some trousers and pulled these on under my kilt. Women 
              on the other hand should cover their heads (a scarf should do it 
              – Helen used a pashmina she’d got the day earlier at 
              the Grand Bazaar. No flash photography is allowed. In practice, 
              when we were there, many visitors were flouting all of these rules 
              (bar the shoes) – my view on this is that if you know how 
              you are expected to behave, then you should take care to stick to 
              the rules. Sunken Cistern – a 
              bit of an oddity, this was an underground reservoir to serve the 
              Palace and Sultanahmet district built, used and then forgotten about. 
              Apparently some French engineer in the 19th century heard stories 
              about locals fishing through cracks in their basement and uncovered 
              it again. A damp, eerie place, but worth a look. Kapali Carsi – The 
              “Grand Bazaar”. Has to be seen to be believed. Thousands 
              of stalls in dozens of passages, up and down hills, around corners, 
              hidden courtyards, and more leather goods than you could ever believe 
              - and all under one roof. This place is mental – we went on 
              a Saturday afternoon, and found it pretty crowded, so probably best 
              to try during the week if you can (it’s shut on Sundays). 
              Remember the advice on haggling above. A great place to stock up 
              on souvenirs you didn’t know existed, let alone that you wanted 
              to buy them. Tunel Railway – Not 
              just a sight, but a necessity for getting up/down the big hill from 
              the end of Istiklal Caddesi to the riverside of the Golden Horn. Istiklal Caddesi– 
              The main shopping street and commercial artery of the city (Grand 
              Bazaar aside). This street has a lot of big name shops, and is also 
              dotted with restaurants and bars.  Things we didn’t see or do, but 
              wish we had:  Bear in mind we were in Istanbul in February 2003, in the middle 
              of the worst cold snap that the city had suffered in years, so this 
              did affect our options. That, and the fact we were so hung over 
              both weekend mornings that we didn’t get out of the hotel 
              until lunchtime! 
              Bosphorus cruise – The 
                busiest stretch of water in the world has loads of boats plying 
                their trade, but you’re unlikely to be able to flag down 
                a tanker for a pleasure cruise. A short stretch of the shore of 
                the Golden Horn on the Sultanahmet side (Eminonu, strictly speaking) 
                is the ferry hub – there are also dedicated (and more expensive) 
                pleasure cruises available.The Asian Side – 
                we wanted to see this, but a combination of freezing temperatures 
                and the fact we were going to Asian Turkey (Antalya) a few days 
                later put us off. Apparently, there’s not too much to see, 
                but you can catch the ferry from Sultanahmet to just down the 
                hill from Fenerbache’s ground.Topkapi Palace – 
                possibly the number one tourist attraction, and very handy for 
                the other Sultanahmet sights. We had a choice of Topkapi or Aya 
                Sofia and the Blue Mosque, so we chose the latter two. When we 
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          | Fenerbache – the club 
              of the people (and of Ataturk, allegedly), blue and yellow Fenerbache 
              ply their trade in the Asian side of the city. Very popular team. Besiktas – traditionally 
              the third side of Istanbul, they wear black and white stripes and 
              have far and away the handiest ground in the city (just north-east 
              of Taksim Square). Everyone in Antalya, and Turkish Airlines stewardesses, 
              all seem to support them, and they won the league in their centenary 
              season of 2003. Galatasaray – the 
              club everyone loves to hate, which is a wee bit unfair. Tragic as 
              the Leeds incident a few years ago was, you can’t hold an 
              entire club and it’s fans responsible for the actions of a 
              few. We watched a game there and were treated like royalty by the 
              stewards, police and fans alike (possibly out of respect for me 
              wearing a kilt in three feet of snow!). To get to the Ali Sam Yen 
              Stadium (aka "Hell"), take the tube from Taksim. Do not 
              buy a ticket from a taxi driver – they will 
              rip you off (part of the game, remember, part of the game!) Istanbulspor – the 
              city’s “wee team”. The Barnet of Istanbul play 
              well out of the city, out near the airport. Never went, but it’s 
              remote location, small fan base and limited ground suggest that 
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          |  For a Muslim country, there really is no shortage of bevvy options, 
              although not in the Grand Bazaar, which we found a wee bit surprising. 
              Irish Pub – at 
                the top end of Istiklal Caddesi, this identikit Irish pub is insanely 
                popular with the locals, and has a very good resident band on 
                Saturday nights. Admission charge at weekends (with one or two 
                free drinks), but worth it. Much as I loathe Irish pubs, I did 
                enjoy this one. North Shield – 
                Bizarrely, a chain of English theme pubs owned by an anglophone 
                Turk. From humble beginnings, there is now a chain of these the 
                length and breadth of Turkey, including several at airports. We 
                only went in the central Istanbul one once, for less than a minute, 
                before we were driven out by loud dance music, but seeing as we 
                did okay in the one in Antalya (see below), maybe we should put 
                ot down to a bad night? English style pub on IC – 
                I don’t know what it is with English style pubs, but there’s 
                another one (that I can't remember the name of) further down on 
                IC itself (i.e. away from Taksim) Fish Market – Off 
                IC, the covered fish market houses a couple of decent places, 
                including the Caravan Rock Bar and two very nice café bars 
                (the one on the corner is called Vera, and was really laid back) Hotel bars – There 
                are three bars I can definitely recommend in this category. Pera 
                Palas, down near the Tunel area, is where Agatha Christie 
                used to stay. The bar is on the ground floor, and is very haughty. 
                The toilets are dead posh (this is a good thing to know in Istanbul!). 
                The other two are top floor bars and face each other across Taksim 
                Square: The City Lights 
                bar at the InterContinental hotel and the Marmara 
                bar. Of the two, the City Lights probably offers the best 
                views (across the Bosphorus and down onto Beskitas' stadium). 
                The downside of all three bars is you can expect to pay around 
                triple what the pubs charge, but the prices are still favourable 
                compared to London pubs.  Back to top of page  
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          |  Antalya airport is a few miles to the east of the city along the 
              main road, and has both domestic and international terminals – 
              you will be processed according to where you started your journey, 
              so a flight from Istanbul will have passengers spilt up as they 
              disembark (if they were connecting). Likewise, when returning, even 
              you are changing at Istanbul, you can check straight through in 
              the International terminal. The city is set in the elbow of a 90-degree bend in the Turkey’s 
              southern Mediterranean coastline, and is in a wide valley flanked 
              by high snow-capped mountains to both the east and west. The old 
              city grew up in the very apex of the bend, and is the site of a 
              spectacular Roman harbour and the walled city of Kaleci. The city 
              sprawls backwards and to either side, however you will probably 
              be most concerned with the area near the coast. To the west of the 
              centre, the sloping cliffs drop away until there is a stretch of 
              sandy beach: this is where you will find a number of hotels, including 
              the top class Sheraton. Kaleci itself offers a range of accommodation 
              options, including the sublime Marine Residence (where we stayed 
              - the picture on the of the harbour at dusk was taken from our window!). Whilst the city itself is functional as well as pretty, it also 
              serves as a hub town for many resorts on the Mediterranean coast, 
              and it is easy to picture the streets thronged with tourists in 
              the high season. The area is very popular with Germans - even though 
              we travelled in February, the airport was packed with German package 
              tourists!  Orientation-wise, I have to confess I struggled badly! Kaleci can 
              be a maze of narrow streets, but once you get a fix on where the 
              harbour is, you'll be okay. The main streets that pen Kaleci in, 
              Cumhuriyet Caddesi and Ataturk Caddesi, meet at 90 degrees near 
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          | There are enough sites in the city itself to warrant 
              package companies bussing in loads of tourists in the high season, 
              as well as numerous nearby attractions. 
               Fluted Minaret - This 
                is the city's landmark, and is beautifully set above the harbour, 
                with the Bey mountains in the background. It belonged to a mosque 
                built in the 13th century (now ruined), and is unusual because 
                of the "fluted" effect.Kaleci - The old walled 
                town and harbour date from Roman times, and are very picturesque 
                (which translates to tourist prices in the surrounding bars!). 
                If you can get a room at the Marine Residence hotel, you may be 
                lucky enough to get one overlooking the harbour itself. Museum - The museum 
                is out near the Sheraton Hotel, but you can grab a tram from the 
                Fluted Minaret. We never went there, but heard it was good (if 
                you like museums and that).Markets - Be warned - 
                Antalya has not one but two markets! The touristy bazaar is at 
                the intersection of Cumhuriyet and Ataturk Caddesi - it's a much 
                smaller version of Istanbul's Grand Bazaar. The other market is 
                set back and is mainly a fruit and veg market, but with lots and 
                lots of cheap clothes stalls (I picked up an Antalyaspor scarf 
                here, and a shirt in a nearby sports shop). Both are good fun, 
                provided you remember the rules about shopping and bartering! Beach - We were there 
                in February, and although it was t-shirt weather, it wasn't quite 
                beach hot. Not that I'm one for beaches anyway. Get the tram to 
                the museum/Sheraton and make your way downhill. Apparently there 
                are better beaches in the area.Duden Falls - The Upper 
                Duden Falls are visible from coach/taxi trips (never saw them), 
                whereas the Lower Duden Falls can only really be seen by boat 
                (available for charter from Kaleci harbour - you can barter a 
                decent rate).Ruins - Antalya is in 
                a very historically significant part of the world, and is near 
                several ancient ruined cities, including Perge, Termessos and 
                Aspendos. All of these are accessible via hire car, or more sensibly, 
                taxi tour. Most taxi companies around town post tour rates on 
                the street outside their offices, and again, all are negotiable. 
                Works best with 3 or 4 in the car. We had the choice of this or 
                a boat, and chose the boat. Back to top of page  
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          | There are plenty of places to eat in Kaleci, although expect to 
              pay touristy prices near the harbour. One great source of local 
              cuisine is in "Kepab Street" - "Eski Sebzeciler Ici 
              Sokak ("the Old Inner Street of the Greengrocers Market") 
              is awash with kepab shops. Expect to be touted, and check the prices! 
              We had some good pide here. We also had a really nice, Italian-influenced 
              meal at Stella's Bistro, near the tram terminus at the southern 
              end of Ataturk Caddesi. Antalya's nightlife was not as immediately apparent as Istanbul's, 
              however I suspect it may be a seasonal thing. The following places 
              were sampled during our visit: 
               Pendelen Music Bar - 
                A superb find. A rare wee bar, built into the rock and wall of 
                upper Kaleci. Really friendly bar staff, decent prices, and very 
                popular with the locals (judging by the bottles of Raki they were 
                going through) - we even saw some live Turkish folk music. I think 
                it's on Pasa Camil Sokak - just head down from the Minaret and 
                look down the streets on your left. Hotel Bars - 
                The Sheraton's 
                lobby bar was an identikit posh hotel bar, but the Sports Bar 
                should now have it's own Scotland shirt (courtesy of Gordon and 
                Morag), although it was shut when we were there. The Best 
                Western's ground floor bar is noting 
                special, but take the lift to the top floor for a great view across 
                the city - cheaper prices (and decor) than the Istanbul equivalents, 
                but who's complaining? Rock Bar - Posher than 
                the Lonely Planet made it sound, this grungey upstairs bar (with 
                it's very own downstairs Kepab shop) was functional and friendly 
                enough, but not worth searching out. Stay in the Pendelen instead! Highlander - A Scottish 
                pub? In Antalya? With it's own highly desirable (and very expensive) 
                polo shirts? Oh yes! Obviously suffers during the winter - when 
                we walked in they phoned for the band! Nothing special (and certainly 
                not Scottish!), but they did make a big fuss over us. Good location 
                near the harbour, although I can imagine it being a big hit with 
                the busloads! Still, you can't go and not go and drink in a Scottish 
                pub, can you? North Shield - Part 
                of the North Shield empire in Turkey, and sited opposite Stella's 
                Bistro (southern end of Ataturk Cad), in the far corner of a car 
                park for some reason. A passable interpretation of an English 
                pub. Shopping Centre bar - 
                Of all the places we drank in Turkey, this was the closest we 
                got to how the locals drink. Right opposite the Kepab Street, 
                and on the first floor of a down-at-heel shopping centre, this 
                un-named bar exudes a strange blue glow. The bar staff were genuinely 
                shocked to see us in there, but did provide us with the cheapest 
                beers of trip (60p a pop). The downside was the oppressively male 
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