The blue mosque in the blue hour
Istanbul,
Turkije
Our first visit to Istanbul was in 1975 enroute to India. We were young, Istanbul was exciting, exotic and romantic. We stood on the Galata bridge looking into Asia, a whole new continent lay before us.
Our second visit was in 2012, older and hopefully wiser, Asia was a continent that we knew as well as any. Istanbul was exciting, exotic and romantic. Some things never change.