I decided this year that I was going to spend 2 weeks in Istanbul this summer! The trip is from August 5th to August 19th, with 2 mini trips to some amazing places, Çeşme and Cappadocia.
I headed out for my 5pm flight around 9:30am to the train station in Middletown, NY. I had a pitstop in mind. When I arrived at Penn, I took a subway to meet my friend Patrick for lunch. After, I headed right over to JFK.
JFK is a really nice airport, and security was quite fast. No longer had to take shoes off, which was a plus.
On my flight, I sat next to a woman named Talia, who was going to visit her boyfriend. She had a lot of adventure in mind, and we shared some stories and knowledge about Turkey. It was a great conversation and helped the time pass.
The flight was awesome, the duration was not. 9 hours in a plane is not the most ideal way to spend your “night”.
Upon arrival, I met up with Serra (my Turkish girlfriend) and she drove me to her family’s place, a very nice apartment complex in a great location in Istanbul.
After getting settled in, we went to the beltas cafe on a bosphorus, a body of water that connects salt and fresh water. Across this body of water is the continent of Asia.
At this cafe, we had a stuffed baked potato. It had pickles, sausage, corn, vicious, and other ingredients. It was absolutely delicious.
After, we walked around the area and saw some cool stuff. There was a market, and we wound up at a nice specialty drinks cafe. I have a cucumber, tangerine and black pepper drink, while Serra has a strawberry flavored drink.
Later that night, we had dinner with some of her friends, and I had boiled veal brain, which had a very soft consistency. The taste was pretty good! Other foods included fried liver, octopus, a dough with meat and cheese in it, and some other amazing foods.
It’s cool, people order a ton of appetizer-like meals and share them.
We also shared we raki, a Turkish alcohol that tasted a lot like licorice and peppermint. You mix it with water and it turns cloudy white.
We spent the rest of the night hanging out. I was jet-lagged, so we called it an early night once returning back to Serra’s house.