Travelpalooza 2.10
15 years ago
Welcome to my web diary documenting my year living in Istanbul, Turkey.
I was particularly fond of the information they gave you about each piece. You could give a test with these! Read the sign and try to draw what they describe:
If your picture looked like this, congratulations! If not, better luck with the next one.
Next we found ourselves in Urfa. The city has had many names over the years, and I don't plan to list them all in hopes of someone recognizing one. However if you're wondering what there is to visit in this city by the Euphrates, you could start with the fish pools.


After the cave, it was on to the bazaar. It was a bazaar like most bazaars, though with more fabric and metalware stalls than usual. We were given an hour to wander around before we met back at the bus to visit a traditional village.
It was here that I remembered my friends back home and how we watched the second Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants movie right before I left. This is totally the area Bridget would have been.
If you can see those houses in the distance, you're looking at a village officially in Syria. Wave hello, everyone!
Konya is famous for the whirling dervishes who originated there. We visited the Mevlana Museum (pictured) and then checked into the hotel.
First we visited a mosaic museum. There were mosaics over ten feet tall! They depicted garden scenes and gods and fish and geometric paterns and writing.
After that it was off to the first Christian church, the Church of St. Peter. It was a cave in the hillside with a brick front and only an altar inside. I got dripped on taking this photo! Here's the view from outside the church:
Then the guide offered to take us somewhere not on the itenerary. We visited what was once an iron gate. It required a bit of hiking to get to, but there were goats!
This is where I called my Mom from on Mothers' Day!
We met near the Blue Mosque and walked down to a park on the coast where the festival was taking place. There were these handy signs everywhere to guide us in the right direction!
The festival is all about wishes! There were many spots and ways in which you could wish for things at the park, and this is the first and most traditional. Each rag or piece of cloth tied to the tree represents someone's wish. Some people wrote on their rags, some people didn't. At the beginning of the festival, it was just this area covered in wishes, but by the end of the night all the trees in the park had stuff hanging off of them.
There were these nets of cloth hanging between trees too, and those were for people to take. You were allowed to rip a section of the fabric off to use on one of the trees. It was rather entertaining, since no one had scissors. I used my keys.
Here I am tying my wish to the tree. Isn't it funny that I'm wearing a scarf to a festival about summer? I can't be Canadian...
Here you can see the sunset and the people and the stuff hanging from the trees. There were activities all around based on the idea of making wishes. I spun a wheel of fortune and fed a huge painted pelican. We threw notes in a wishing well and tied cloth to things. After all that we listened to some turkish music and danced and ate really good food. The photos after the sun set are kind of dark, and I was kind of doing a lomo thing minus the part where the photos are cool. I got home around 2 am and still got up in time to get to school. Go me!