While I was there, summer tomatoes, cucumbers and eggplant were some of the heavy hitters. Peaches dripping with juice and sweet little strawberries were also a favorite snack.
To get the best you have to visit bustling green markets like this one.
Jet-lag left me awake on a sticky leather couch in an Istanbul hotel room. It was 3:32am when a speaker cracked to life. The echo of the Islamic call to prayer was a soothing sound for this unfaithful traveler. Click here to listen for yourself.
Majestic mosques are scattered throughout this country where 99% of the inhabitants are Muslim. But before you pray, you must wash.
Sorry for the radio silence, but I’ve been in Turkey for the last two weeks. Battling foreign language keyboards and ancient internet hook ups is near impossible after a day of walking under the sun, but I have an old fashioned notebook filled with things to share. Let’s start with some Turkey basics.
The Islamic call to prayer can be heard five times a day- everywhere.
A Turkish breakfast.
Many women wear veils.
Bus attendants wear bowties.
Turks drink tea from rose shaped glasses- all day long.
Baklava is addictive- I had two pieces a night for two weeks.
Cats and dogs run the streets like Kings.