Leaving Istanbul

Leaving Istanbul...sad to leave.

It was time to leave Istanbul and make my way back to London. My lovely Taxi Driver played some ‘leaving’ music (Jazz) as we drove to the airport. I was overwhelmed with emotion thinking of the beautiful people and places I had come to know…and the patterns. The patterns can not be separated from the people or the place…

Arda and I at the Blue Mosque

Didem at my Birthday Dinner...

Fishermen and Businessmen on the Bosphorous

Istanbul recycling: Beautiful deconstruction. They keep and reuse everything!

Action on Istanbul Streets

Looking Up in Tunel

Ikat Kaftans within the Grand Bazaar

Trips to the Spice Market

Hagia Sophia

Rear View to Istanbul...

…I will return!

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