Took off.. And stopped over

After a pleasant and sleepy flight, Istanbul is reached. First impressions are overwhelming and actually cry for a longer stay ın this fabled cıty. I spent some time strolling through the streets with two guys from Kurdistan who gave me a crash-course about everything.

Seeing them pray in the Blue Mosque was an undeniable sign that I left Christian Europe and arrived in a different hemisphere. Good, enough for tonight. My rusty hostel bed is calling. This is just a stopover.