Hello Turkey! Jet Lag…

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الله أكبر

أشهد أن لا اله إلا الله

Like music notes floating down from tall minarets in the early morning air, the call to prayer reminds me that it is only 4:30 am. “Allahu Akbar… Ash-hadu an-la ilaha illa llah…” Prayer is better than sleep the call tells me, though being jet-lagged and tired makes me want to do anything but.
I’m in Istanbul in the Metropolis Hostel room with 5 other people. I want sleep but I can’t sleep. Birds chirp outside and a roommate snores loudly. This is the draw back to international travel… Jet lag and other uncomfortable sleeping situations.
It was difficult to sleep on the first part of our plane ride here, since the timing had been when we usually would be awake in Seattle. The layover in Amsterdam provided us with a tease of a reprieve, about ten minutes of sleep, and the second leg of the journey gave us an additional 1.5 hours or so to sleep before waking up over the Sea of Marmaraas we began to land.
When Kat and I arrived to Ataturk International Airport, it was 4 pm Istanbul time. All we wanted was sleep, but our journey wasn’t over yet. We had to navigate the metro system and then the unmarked back streets behind Haiga Sophia to finally get to the Metropolis Hostel. By the time we had arrived, we were wide awake–the senses being stimulated by the sites, sounds and smells of a strange place. We had finally arrived to Istanbul, cross roads between East and West.
Istanbul
Having stuffed ourselves on plane food (We flew business class so the food wasn’t bad at all–a four course meal of soup, salad, steak and desert, all served with ample amounts of wine and champagne.), we were not starving when we got to the hostel, but we felt we needed to go for a walk. We walked down toward the water, meandering our way through restaurants, traffic and ruins to finally get to the mighty Bosphorus. We stood at its European edge looking towards Asia. Large cruise ships and cargo ships passed by. A mustached man and snorkeler swam in the waters below us. Feral cats sitting along the rocky edge were being thrown bones and meat by cars and pedestrians. A traffic jam along the road was backed up for miles as people were trying to load their cars onto ferries. (Coming from Seattle, where the ferries are pretty efficient and effective, it was strange to see the system of cars waiting for so long to load up on small ferries to cross over to Asia.) Men were standing a midst the traffic trying to sell everything from pastries to water. One man was even trying to sell light up bunny ears–flashing and sparkling as he wore a pair. We walked back to our hostel. I still couldn’t sleep, the curse of changing time zones, so we went to the balcony and I drank a beer. The view was great and sleep was finally here at 10 pm. It had been over 24 hours with almost no sleep, but at 4:30 am I am now wide awake again… Time to go exploring!
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2 responses to “Hello Turkey! Jet Lag…

  1. Metropolis Hostel (Istanbul) is nestled in the backstreets behind the Haiga Sophia. Though a block from the busy (and loud) tourist cafes and bars of Sultanahmet, the hostel was fairly quiet and relaxed. It was a quick walk to the main attractions of Sultanahmet (and tram stop) and a 5 minute walk to the Bosphorus. The English speaking staff at the front desk was helpful. You can book a bunch of side tours through the front desk too. (That’s where we booked our Fethiye-Olympos gullet crusie.) Turkish Breakfast is included on the top balcony… Spectacular views of the Bosphorus. The 4 and 6 person dorm rooms were clean with AC, lockers and wifi. The bathrooms were tiny and the downstairs shower smelled moldy. They also have private rooms in a location a block away. We walked into other hostels in the area to ask about prices and Metropolis had the best deal that we found.
    – 28 tl (6 bed dorm), 44 tl (4 bed dorm on a weekday in high season), 48 tl (4 bed dorm on weekend in high season)
    – Tele: 0212-518-1822
    http://www.metropolishostel.com

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