Yesterday, after Dad having a brush with adventure picking up our key (it involved rain, jumping in some random stranger's car and overpaying a child for a pack of Kleenex in exchange for information), we headed off to our home away by taxi. As we unlocked the iron bars to the door of our apartment in the Balet district "my goodness what have we done" quickly changed to "my goodness what a find"! It is both perfectly comfortable and perfectly Turkish.
This morning, after finishing our fresh simit from the local bakery, we headed off to the Fatih Çarşamba (Wednesday) market. For twenty dollars CAD we came home with bags and bags of groceries. After the onions we learned how to purchase quantities by the half kilo, which is a good thing because a kilo of olives, eggplant or fresh figs is A LOT! If you miss the market, no worries, all day men with baked goods, vegetables, or cans of milk, call out as they push their carts up the street selling their wares.
The layout of this area is definitely not on a grid, and every direction is uphill, but I think we are getting the hang of it.
You are always in our prayers...love Mom
Note: the entrance to our apartment is the metal door on ground level of the green apartment building on the far left.