“We are about to be sailing on the Bosporus,” the boat tour guide said. “We are now sailing on the Bosporus.”
I wish I could have recorded the way our young personable guide said this over the microphone, because it was funny enough to be used as a joke for the rest of the trip.
He had some other killer one-liners to showcase his obvious experience in entertaining tourists. Some of the best quotes weren’t planned such as the one above or the fact that he called Turkey “The Turkey.” We couldn’t help but love it.
The boat ride was a relaxing few hours spent on our last day to soak in how immeasurable Istanbul is. It was also the first time the trans-continental factor sunk in; the Bosporus is the natural divide between Istanbul’s European and Asian boarders.
We were able to spot the various places we had toured over the week, including the location of Taksim from which smoke was billowing that day.
If visiting the dual-continental city, I highly suggest starting with a boat tour, as long as you bring sunscreen and sunglasses.
It’s the ideal way to take in the size and layout of the city. You can also witness the change of style or wealth or history with each passing section as you charge down the water.
I wish I had a tip on how to find such an amusing tour guide. I assume that if you really listen to your guide whoever it is though, you will pick up on subtleties for an inside look on how locals think.
We were snapping pictures of the Taksim smoke when our guide realized that no one was listening to his lecture on something else so he turned to that topic.
He stated his view of those “stupid people” as a group who voted wrong but doesn’t want to suffer the consequences for it. He also said they were doing the protests, because they didn’t know how to formally handle desired change.
He knew Taksim was scaring off tourists, and he knew that the media was portraying it as a rioting and dangerous event. He was in defense of his job and his country, using the microphone he knew he had control of.
I wish I could have recorded the way our young personable guide said this over the microphone, because it was funny enough to be used as a joke for the rest of the trip.
He had some other killer one-liners to showcase his obvious experience in entertaining tourists. Some of the best quotes weren’t planned such as the one above or the fact that he called Turkey “The Turkey.” We couldn’t help but love it.
The boat ride was a relaxing few hours spent on our last day to soak in how immeasurable Istanbul is. It was also the first time the trans-continental factor sunk in; the Bosporus is the natural divide between Istanbul’s European and Asian boarders.
We were able to spot the various places we had toured over the week, including the location of Taksim from which smoke was billowing that day.
If visiting the dual-continental city, I highly suggest starting with a boat tour, as long as you bring sunscreen and sunglasses.
It’s the ideal way to take in the size and layout of the city. You can also witness the change of style or wealth or history with each passing section as you charge down the water.
I wish I had a tip on how to find such an amusing tour guide. I assume that if you really listen to your guide whoever it is though, you will pick up on subtleties for an inside look on how locals think.
We were snapping pictures of the Taksim smoke when our guide realized that no one was listening to his lecture on something else so he turned to that topic.
He stated his view of those “stupid people” as a group who voted wrong but doesn’t want to suffer the consequences for it. He also said they were doing the protests, because they didn’t know how to formally handle desired change.
He knew Taksim was scaring off tourists, and he knew that the media was portraying it as a rioting and dangerous event. He was in defense of his job and his country, using the microphone he knew he had control of.