Suddenly rain started pouring down and we had to run through the Beyoglu streets to the next place; a reggea club on the top floor of a six story building. We danced till we couln't dance anymore and saw the sun come up while the taxi was taking us over the Bosphorus bridge. Thanks again Fatih, for the great night!
We woke up and were offered çay and simit peynir (breadroll with sesame and cheese) by the parking guard. The start of another wonderful day in Turkey.
It's bizarre to realise what an important piece of Turkey this peninsula has been in history. The Dardanelles waterway between the peninsula and the mainland forms a gateway straight to Istanbul and was heavily attacked (and protected) during world war I. It is at this point that Atatürk proved a true hero protecting his land. He became the founder of the modern Turkish state. You cannot pass a street without seeing his image, he is the country's biggest hero.
In the meantime...
It's huge and fantastic. (Although Tomek prefers not to share it) If you ever consider getting one, get it from here.