Lasting impressions of Istanbul

By Mary Smith. My first acquaintance with Istanbul was with the mighty Bosphorus Sea. It was 3am, and I was being driven down the desolate highway from the Istanbul Atatürk airport. The windows were wound down, and my only company was the saturated sea breeze. I was headed into Sultanahmet in the old town of Istanbul to put my bags down for the night. There were lights on shipping vessels out in the distance dotting the skyline, gently coercing us along the shoreline. Beyond the veil of light fog that shrouded the city, I could make out the outlines of …