Wisteria flows over the front yard of a house behind the Topkapi Palace, Istanbul
Blooming outside the Blue Mosque, Istanbul
A sea of tulips at the Topkapi Palace, Istanbul
Okay, I might’ve gone a little overboard (with taking flower pictures)
Seriously, they were everywhere!
A lone cornflower in Capadoccia
Bright red poppies and daisies spring up between the ruins of Hierapolis in Pamukkale
Apple blossoms made an appearance too
Bombay (or Mumbai) doesn’t really have spring – we have two seasons for the year – 1) hot and humid; and 2) raining cats and dogs. So I was happy to make this trip down memory lane to pull out these reminders of a spring in Turkey a couple of years back. When we landed in Istanbul in the middle of April on an overcast afternoon, there was a sharp chill in the air. As the next few days progressed, the weather decided to cast aside its dull winter robe and finally take on the full-fledged brightness of spring.
Like I said, we don’t get spring in Mumbai (where I currently live), so I was excited to experience the transition from winter and the newness and freshness of things around me – the aroma of roasting chestnuts left over from the winter, the clouds clearing up to make way for sunny days and bright blue skies and the blossoming of flowers of every shape, name and colour, at every stop of our trip.
P.S. Go see the tulips welcoming spring in Istanbul at the annual Istanbul Tulip Festival in April. There's going to be millions of them (seriously)!
We were in Turkey in April 2013 and Cappadocia (with Goreme as the base) was our second stop in the country. After a cloudy, stormy first day in the area, we were absolutely thrilled when the clouds began to clear on Day 2.
Having received very strong recommendations, we headed to the Goreme Open Air Museum as our first sight for the day. Maybe we had the wrong expectations, but it turned out to be a bunch of ancient cave churches with long, snaking queues of senior citizens and high school tour groups. After an hour of under-appreciation of the place, we decided to cut our losses and head to the next thing to do on our agenda – hiking in the valleys of Cappadocia. On a recommendation from our pension’s front desk staff (lovely place that cave pension, but a post on that later), we zeroed in on the Rose Valley. A personal guide and a drop and pick-up came for a nominal price (when split across four of us) that I fail to recall. Continue reading This Valley or That Valley? – Hiking in the other-worldly landscape of Cappadocia→