Touching Down In Turkey: Istanbul and Ankara
Tuesday, June 7th, 2005I’d had some difficult with my flight to Istanbul on the Bruxelles end, and unfortunately it didn’t end there. The flight touched down not at Istanbul’s main, Ataturk airport, but at Sabhia Gocken, a different one some 50km east of the city, which catered mostly to package tours and which was newer than my guidebook (this is what you get when you try to find an English-language guidebook to Turkey in Brussels in two hours.) I’d expected this might be the case, but having expected it didn’t help me to deal with the eventuality.
I’d arrived in the middle of nowhere, at an airport where most arrivals are whisked away to hotels on pre-booked buses, and with no idea of how to get into the city.
Thankfully a group of young people (two Turks and a Bosnian who lived in Istanbul) saw me doing my lost puppy dog impression and explained that while there was an infrequent airport bus, it would cost only slightly more to be the fourth person in their taxi to the centre of Istanbul. Done.
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