It was sunny and less cold today, so Theo and I took the ferry to Kadıköy to obtain turkish coffee from Fazil Bey.
Fındıklı Parkı
Our apartment in Istanbul is lovely, but in a more upscale-hotel-centered neighborhood than I realized, which means that we haven’t found many nearby playgrounds.
Coffee and Milk
I ordered a coffee, and Theo was brought a complimentary mug of warm sweet milk with cinnamon on top.
I’m enjoying thick Turkish coffee, but I’m not ready to give up cappuccinos yet.
Shiny Shoes
Theo got his shoes shined and polished, along with many head-rubs from passerbys.
Galata Bridge
Topkapi Palace (and nearby)
Snacking: We’re Not in France Anymore
We followed a fairly French attitude towards snacking even before visiting France. Since Theo left daycare, we’ve tried to give him just one snack a day, except for raw fruits and vegetables, which he can eat whenever he is hungry.
Trying to follow this snacking routine is immensely challenging in Turkey.
Street Musicians
Food in Turkey
While we’ve found good food everywhere, Turkish food is my favorite cuisine of our trip thus far: so many fresh, flavorful veggie-friendly dishes.
Here is what we ate on Saturday!
Finding Our Bearings
The first few days in a new country always feel a little overwhelming, as I struggle to pronounce basic words, decipher public transportation options, and locate a playground. Today, when all three of those efforts failed, I instead attempted to convince Theo that kicking an aluminum can around a large open space in front of a church was like being at a playground. It kind of worked.
