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Sonntag, 24. Juli 2011

Burka meets bauchfrei

Um 14 Uhr wachen wir auf und haben erst mal ein tolles Frühstück zusammen in Furkans WG. Ein Bild sagt mehr als tausend Posts.



Furkan und Bekir geben uns noch ein paar Tıpps für die Stadt, dann brechen wir auf. Total demotiviert, da wir gestern alle wichtigen Sehenswürdigkeiten schon gesehen haben.

Seht euch Istanbul am Bosporus an: Ortaköy and Bebek wıth awesome Waffles. Don't miss them!



Wir erleben Istanbul als eine pulsierende Megalopolis. Hier treffen Tradition und Moderne aufeinander - ein toller Mix!

Istanbul's dark side^^

Arriving at Furkan's place, he tells us to relax first and we accept
thankfully.

With Furkan & Bekir on Istanbul Shopping Avenue
The sun is going down, as we head to Taksim, the central
"Independence" square in old Istanbul. From here it's tough to explain
everything: We have a fun time in nightly IST. Furkan introduces us to
many friends and we talk about politics, traveling and friendship!

Furkan gives us a thrilling "Japanese-style" sightseeing tour: The
whole city in 5 hours!

Best example: At the Muslima Mosque, we get an introduction into the
ritual washing: Hands, Arms, Mouth, Nose, Ears, Neck and Feets -
according to the grade of dirtiness.



At 2 o'clock we fall in bed like rocks - Iyi geceler Furkan!

Samstag, 23. Juli 2011

"Chürgen" Lift

We just landed at Attatürk Airport and our first thought is: How to
get into the city? We check the map and call Furkan, our Couchhoster,
that we plan to hitchhike to his place.



At the parking exit, many taxis desperately try to get us in. Out of
the blue, a transporter with two crazy looking guys stops and we get
in. It took us one minute to get the first Turkish lift!

With hands and feets we overcome the language barriers. The two work
for Europcar and bring cars from A to B. They stage a race on the
Istanbul highway! At one time they move the cars in a parallel
position and Barosch tries to throw a bottle to Ikram's car. No
wonder, that he misses at 190 km/h!



At an inclining street, at a traffic light, Ikrame bumps the car from
behind, makes an explicit gesture and starts to laugh loudly (lol). We
join in =)

They drop us at 4.levent, a Metro station close to Furkan's place.

PS: "Chürgen" means crazy!