June 20, 2013
Shisha, cherries and olives.
I am traveling to the land where you can find cherries, olives and shisha in every nook and cranny. For two mornings I had new kind of breakfast where they served bread with hard boiled duck egg, two types of olives, sour cherry jam, cheese bar, with fresh cucumber and very succulent tomatoes. I found it strange somehow but I enjoyed it nonetheless.
I discovered a very cosy cafe along the street of Gulhane in which they had served flavorful shisha and Turkish coffee. I’d say do not skip Turkish shisha while you are in here because it tastes different than ones I usually had in Malaysia. After breakfast yesterday I walked up the hill to huge market and had my very first fresh cherries, and found among the shiniest, most plump tomatoes, sold by the 2 friendly men who asked for their photo to be taken. Stumbled upon this very beautiful mosque just next to the market. The area is surrounded with parks with benches and yes,cat house. I met this lovely ginger tabby which I named Seymor. He literally made love with the cat food given instead of eating them;so weirdly cute and adorable.
Later in the afternoon I took the tram to the north, to Karakoy. I went up the tower, the Galata Tower and had enjoyed the breathtaking view of Bosphorus and surrounding area. It was worth 13TL (Turkish Lira).
Lost in watermelons.
I love the cool breeze blowing on my face, but not the sun having to set at 9pm!
Walked to the big market in Fatih brought me to this: fresh cherries. I never had fresh cherries before and the man selling this gave me free handful of cherries and refused to accept the pay. He made my day. 🙂
That is the name of a place I stayed near Topkapi in Istanbul. This street sign amazed me; the word Topkapi, the place in Istanbul that I always wanted to visit. I was on feet discovering Beyazit town. Turkey is beautiful and enchanting.
I suffered a silver jubilee crisis in mid 2013; I was jobless and hopeless. I sat and talk with my parents about how desperate I am to fly really far and travel. In the end, I did. There was a strike in Istanbul, Turkey and I decided to go there. My first time being so far away from home country yet I was so psyched and not even close to being scared. These are the excerpts from my post on Facebook, describing how wonderful to be in Turkey, the bridge between Asia and Europe.
June 18, 2013
First photo: street of Aksaray near Topkapi, Istanbul. Second photo is Turkiye Bankasi, a Turkish bank building. Time check here is 735am. I had Turkish delight, baklava and cherry juice for breakfast which was delightful. Morning sun in Turkey and everything is on the right side. Reminding myself not to look at wrong side while crossing the road. LRT is excellent and faster than in KL. Turkish people look very handsome and beautiful. Currency: Lira and 50euro is about 150 lira. Mosques are incredibly beautiful in here and cannot wait to hear the call of prayer.
I started traveling around my neighborhood of beautiful South East Asia in year 2011. It was a week trip in wonderful, hot, summery April with my former partner and at that time I just got my first passport, just for my supposed-to-be first trip ever outside Malaysia, which was to Indonesia, with my family. I ended up going to Thailand first and it was great nonetheless
the border gate; northern West Malaysia, Bukit Kayu Hitam and Southern Thailand, Sadao. I took a gruesome 17 hours bus ride from south to north.
I went to the 2004 tsunami town in Thailand, Ko Lanta
distracted, psyched and all smile on my first tuk-tuk ride in Krabi, Thailand
my first time riding the moped and…
…I crashed my moped.
bugs are delicious in Krabi
famous Mr Blowfish in fishing village near Krabi.
- my very own secluded beach in Ao Poh, Ko Phi Phi
this basic but beautiful bungalow facing the secluded beach in Ao Poh was my pad in Ko Phi Phi, costed me a good 800 baht.
the first part of island in Ko Phi Phi that got the first tsunami wave back in 2004, I am talking about this pier.
For past 2 years, I had troubles disciplining myself to write more about my traveling adventures. I procrastinated; I thought people won’t even bother to read what I wrote. Just like when you scroll on online posts; you will just scroll for pictures, reading just the little caption below and that’s it. So screw that, screw laziness, I have important mission now; to share what I had been through for past 2 years. I have an amazing life, and I am a true vagabonder.
P/S : Vagabond is a person that moves from one place to another without fixed home, a wanderer. Vagabondest is a name for an avid vagabond like me.