A Genuine Turkish Bath Experience
So I know everyone is desperately awaiting my every update, so even though I no longer have free internet access I felt obligated to write another entry (or, the battery in my camera died and I’m bored while waiting for it to recharge, you decide.)
The last 24 hours have been chock full of touristy type events, ranging from actually visiting the inside of Unesco World Heritage sites to getting scammed by cab drivers to getting sick off of the food (although not actually “sick sick”, just a little sick.) Also, there was a full-body massage. And if that doesn’t get you interested, I’m afraid nothing I say will…
Basilica Cistern was the first place Kate and I paid actual money to go see. It’s a huge cavern from Roman times used to store water for the city, abandoned for a thousand years and only recently discovered. Apparently in the past it was used to store corpses, but all we saw in the water were fish. The lack of lighting made it difficult to take decent pictures, but Kate and I go by the slogan that quantity will eventually result in some comparatively high quality ones, if only by the law of averages. Of course, notice that there are no actual pictures available on this website yet…
Afterwards we braved a Turkish bath (Cemberlitas Hamami, for the record) telling ourselves that we better go for the full bath, exfoliation, and massage because otherwise we’d only regret not paying the extra money for it. Of course, when we arrived and the price was 50% more expensive than the guidebook’s price, we had second thoughts - but bravely continued on. We had no clue what to do or where to go, but there were a number of locals there to imitate. When we saw them hanging out in their underwear, we figured we better do that too. (Best decision of the day, although its competition was pretty measly, with the getting scammed by a taxi driver.) So I’m out in this little room with about twenty mostly naked women (including Katie) and covering basically everything I can with my little towel. Until I was dragged aside by a skinny Turkish woman and forced to lie face-up on the towel. She took an exfoliation mitten to my skin and then began the massage portion… and when I say full body massage, I mean FULL BODY MASSAGE. I was very thankful for the underwear but wishing I had thought to bring a little more. After a few minutes of this my masseuse moved me to the faucet where she sprayed bubbly water all over my face while I gasped for breath. At least I was allowed to face away from her for this portion - Kate was facing inward and her head was actually physically pushed into the masseuse’s breasts (uncovered, of course.) After about 15 minutes it was over and we headed outside, sans underwear. (And returned to our hostel as quickly as physically possible.) Normally I might regret any decision that involved my walking back to a hostel commando, but the massage was definitely an experience.
A famous supposedly good kebab restaurant was next on our list, but the lamb kebab with pistachios made me sick (not bad bad sick though! My stomach continues to be made of steel!) However, lamb has been crossed off the menu for the time being. (Kate’s was fine, and she really enjoyed it.) Because of this, and the rage we were feeling towards the evil taxi driver, we took the rest of the night off.
Today we’ve visited Topkapi Palace, the Aya Sofya, and the Blue Mosque, braving hordes of screaming children and picture-taking Asian tourists (and old Americans as well, of course!) I don’t have a lot to say about these things - they’re pretty much must-do’s in Istanbul but not a lot of super-interesting things to describe (especially without pictures.) One note that we copied from the guidebook about the weeping column in Aya Sofya: “Legend has it that… putting one’s finger in the hole can lead to ailments being healed if the finger emerges moist.” We had a lot of fun taking pictures at that column…
Anyways, we’re totally mooching internet time off of our old hostel from last night, so I’ll cut this short. We’re taking an overnight bus to Selcuk tonight (mm, overnight busses are always fun) and will see Ephesus tomorrow - wish us luck!
Tags: 01 - Turkey

March 31st, 2006 at 6:35 pm
What’s the address of this bath? I might want to go someday, sounds very interesting.
Dad
March 31st, 2006 at 8:32 pm
Sounds like you’re having fun. I particularly like the part about your being evil. Will we get to see any pictures? I’m a loyal - Malena-blog enthusiast. Don’t disappoint.
April 1st, 2006 at 9:57 am
It looks like someone’s having a blast, and it’s definately me reading your blog! (I know, I’m lame) Keep up the updates! I mean, they’re not nearly as interesting as my highschool life (ugh), I’d definately pick Frisco over Turkey any day.
As Gabi asked, I’m curious about the pictures as well… will we get to see any pictures?
April 1st, 2006 at 7:50 pm
Malena
I’ve been enjoying your stories–Maybe you have found your calling–National Geographic needs to have this type of real life articles. I am looking forward to the addition of your pictures! Keep us posted.
Love,
Mom
ps I did past your blog on to a few relatives.
April 2nd, 2006 at 5:10 am
Yay, glad to hear from everyone! There’s been a small hiatus ın the blog, mostly because where I am now I only have access to Turkish keyboards which makes typıng a lıttle dicey…
I hope to upload pictures tomorrow, cross your fingers! We got some good ones from the hookah bar, hehehe.
July 17th, 2006 at 7:18 pm
hi,
I was looking some pics of Istanbul(my home town) then I’ve found and read your beatiful experience you had few months ago I guess. I am glad to see that you liked to be in Turkey.
byes
Yilmass
Atlanta,GA,USA