So here I’m again, back in magical Istanbul – a city that is a true delight in itself.
Been out and about with Oscars on narrow back streets … and also looking for the post office, that is really well hidden. New try tomorrow.
Woke up to a very bright morning so far away from the soaking wet one I had when I left Sweden.
The hotel is truly fantastic and the service is outstanding – went to the wrong hotel on arrival, but it’s the same manager for both – so that was very quickly sorted.
When I checked in he turned my booking details over to a pretty lady next to him, because he didn’t know how to check me in. So I said that to him; that must mean that you’re the manager. He looked at me and started to laugh … and said how did you know.
Then he said he thought I was truly lovely – so was he … so handsome and elegant, but I didn’t tell him that – I had embraced him enough. He phoned my room later to find out if everything was okay with check-in and the room. Very sweet of him.
My flight was nearly 110 min late in the end – but my transport was there. A lovely and handsome man with a big smile and with a big comfortable BMW – found out that he has been living in Bistrol for nearly 10 years.
Moved back to Istanbul 4 years ago. He also told me that he had a Swedish girlfriend for many years while living in Bistrol, but she didn’t want to move to Istanbul and he didn’t want to move to Sweden.
Now happily married with a local girl and have a 6 month old baby boy. The world is truly small at times.
Today is it “little” Christmas Eve in Sweden, that is when we dress up the Christmas tree and wrap all the gifts. So tonight will I dress up and wrap myself into great food and good wine at one of Istanbul’s best restaurants, by name Gile.
Tomorrow ….. Christmas Eve and another story to be told.
“The perfect Christmas tree?
All Christmas trees are perfect!”
Charles N Barnard