Istanbul. A city of history, life, love, zest and pandemonium. A maze of alleys where each street and each neighborhood brings a different experience to the person who visits it.
Neighborhoods which echo by children voices everyday, collection of buildings and streets in which everyone knew each other.. Large, populous, and cosmopolitan districts; or, on the other side the peaceful Prince Islands, blue Bosphorus and Golden Horn where seagulls roam for centuries. It is all Istanbul. It is East and West combine cultural gracefully, or sometimes in an anarchic way, come together. It is a city oscillating between tradition and modernity for years.
There is nothing like walking to get the feel of a country.
A fine landscape is like a piece of music;
it must be taken at the right tempo.
– Paul Scott Mowrer