We had an early flight, 630am, from Bishkek to Istanbul so we called up our Yandex.Taxi app, and a driver was at our door within 10 minutes. The Bishkek airport was hopping this early in the morning, and it was a mess. They aren’t super great with lines in Kyrgyzstan, which I am fine with, but Katy is not a fan. We made it though immigrants and customs without being pulled aside and having to pay a bribe—not common, but of all the countries we went to on the trip, this was the most likely to have it happen. When we were talking to one of the locals on the hike he mentioned that there is a lot of buerocracy like Russia, but it is much more manageable because you just pay a small bribe, and the issue goes away.
We went to the lounge, which had beer and wine (think of it as a late night, not an early morning) and some food stuffs. It was actually a lot better than the Ulaanbaatar lounge. We then had an uneventful 5.5 hour flight to Istanbul and were at our hotel by 10am. The immigration officer did want to confirm that I was really a business class passenger and just not bypassing the line (we may have been a little scruffy looking at this point).
We had booked a room at the Ritz during the period when the US and Turkey had stopped issuing tourist visas for one another (~February), and prices had declined to €123/night, and we were able to use one of our credit card upgrade certificates, which gave us a club room (breakfast in the restaurant, and in the club lounge four food services daily, and alcohol for free) which aren’t available with status. That made it pretty affordable at a place we normally wouldn’t stay, but we are on our honeymoon (rooms are now €200-300/night). When we got there they whisked us up to the 12th floor, so we could check in there, instead of the lobby (club guests don’t normally fraternize in the lobby, apparently). I don’t really understand it, but they were able to get us a corner room with a very partial Bosporus view at 10am so I can’t complain. The club lounge host then took a map and went over the city with us over some Turkish coffee and Turkish delight.
Istanbul is hot and humid. It is definitely the warmest place we have been since Tokyo over a month ago (Katy says: it’s the warmest place since Sri Lanka). At least the universal price of a bottle of water is 1 lira which was $0.20 (when we got to Turkey the conversion was $1 to 5.1 lira, our last day that changed), and they were easy to buy. We spent the afternoon walking around our portion of Istanbul. We then crossed the bridge to the older section of town and decided to do a Bosphorus boat ride ($3) since it was leaving very soon.
We then went back and freshened up while looking at the pool but decided to abstain (for now) since the hungers were upon us. We had a loose plan and ended up walking around for about 20 minutes before we came to a kebab place. Traveling with Katy, I tend to eat less meat and go to less places that specialize in meats than if I was traveling with meat eaters, but a few times per trip we can go to a place that focuses on the meats (Katy: I had a lovely veggie kebab). We then wandered home.
We had 3 full days and planned to checkout of the hotel at 4pm on our last day in Istanbul. That said, there is something nice about staying in a fancy hotel with outdoor mini pools that overlook the Bosporus. Our strategy was to sight see for the first portion of the day and after lunch wander back to the hotel. Istanbul is hot. We decided to do pants (Katy: and intermittent, stifling head scarf) this day and knock out all the mosques that required conservative clothing and the following days have a little more freedom in our dress. Kyrgyzstan is a Muslim country, but we only saw a handful of women in hijab during our time there. Istanbul is much more diverse, with many Muslim women (both local and foreign), wearing everything from black abaya to hijab with western clothes, to women in sundresses or shorts—and not uncommonly, women in both forms of dress a together in groups.
We went to the Blue Mosque, which was under construction, so you could not see a lot of the ceiling (widely considers the highlight), which left a lackluster impression on us. Instead of going to the Hagia Sofia, which is right across the plaza, we decided to amble to the Süleymaniye Mosque because the Hagia Sofia entry line was too long to bake under the sun. During our amble, Katy discovered some lavender soap that it was essential she purchase, since our soap had been consumed over the past month (please note she did not feel a need to use it at the Ritz, just stockpile it for potential future needs—Katy further notes it cost 5 lira, i.e. less than $1, and smells delightful, and probably had contact with an actual lavender plant at some point). We then took the tram back home. It cost $0.50, and the terminal station was just down the hill from the hotel. We then reapplied sunscreen (at this point we have five types of sunscreen that are being used for different purposes, but our sunburn levels have been minimal) and went down to the pool. I got a beer, and Katy got a gin and tonic. The G&T was served in a chilled pint glass with ice and filled 3/4 of the way, with an 8 ounce bottle of tonic on the side, still nearly full. It turns out that the cup was just full of gin, and they supplied less tonic then gin. Needless to say Katy was a little tipsy after her cup-o-gin and sidecar of tonic. It was then dinner time, so we wandered about 20 minutes away to a smaller place that had some Istanbul craft beer in bottles. We then prepared for bed, to try to beat the lines the next morning.