This palace was built in the 18th century competing in abundancy with European palaces like Versailles. The reigning Sultan,
Abdülmecit , moved here from the Topkapi palace.
Accidentally we enter the palace through a window (it looked like the obvious entrance from where we were putting on the plastic covers around our shoes) and subsequently accidentally join a Dutch travelgroup (automatically following the direction in Dutch "Deze kant op alstublieft") with a nice Turkish/Dutch tourguide ("Haydi haydi/walk on, walk on"). A fortunate coincidence, because now Eva (who doesn't speak English yet) can understand everything as well.
By tram, to which we are now totally accustomed, we are back across the
Golden Horn, in Sultanahmet, in no time. We alight at the Hippodrome,
a large parklike plaza in the middle of the old city center, in Roman
times this was the place of the horseraces (among other things).
We buy some souvenirs (like the miniature at the top) and go eating roasted corn and chestnuts at last (Eva corn, Roos chestnuts). Meanwhile Nico has his shoes shined, this we meant to do all the time but finally do today, our last day in Istanbul.
This museum, housed in a former palace, contains lots of artefacts from
the islamic world, especially from Turkey.
We went there in the first place to see some miniatures (photo's left (magical)and above). There also are lots of carpets and, downstairs, a department with different 18th century Turkish interiors(including a nomad-tent)
That night we enjoy an "Ottoman"
meal at a restaurant right around the corner on Ibni Kemal Caddesi, "Pasazade".
We did not make photos there but they have a website of their own,
from which I took the photo below. The roofterrace, that looks so inviting
on their website, was still closed when we visited (early may). But inside
it was nice as well, painted like a Turkish village. And tasty.
In the afternoon we go to the grand bazaar, and now we mean
business (i.e. buying covers for cushions etc.-click here for a complete &
illustrated list of our souvenirhunt).
Photo to the right (top)on the way to the bazaar, one of the northside streets. The streets surrounding the Bazaar are at least as interesting as the Bazaar itself.