Basically, you like on a hot marble slab for about 40 minutes. Then your... I'm not sure of the term... Masseur? Bubbleur? arrived and starts scrubbing you with a piece of jute. This is a little gross, a lot of dead skin comes off, but then you're rinsed off and given a firm massage. Yay! Then they did a lace sack in soapy water and blow into it creating a fountain of bubbles, one of the most joyful things my inner four year old has ever experienced. Then you're rinsed off again. Fantastic!
D: It worked so well that I became Arabic for about 22 minutes
Later that evening we jumped on a passenger ferry and headed over to the Asian side of Istanbul (the city is divided by water into three... ind of like Hong Kong). We're staying in the north, which is kind of boutiquey, the city centre and tourist district in in the south and the part that connects to the Asian continent is in the east. Not surprisingly.
The next day, we caught up with my old (he's not old... but he's been Gary's mate for as long as I can remember) and dear friend Luke and his lovely lady Clare. Claire's vegetarian, so we decided to go to a kind of self-service place where you could pick small plates. This worked out well as they server got very excited at the Vegetarian Challenge and was throwing plates at Claire like frisbees. We got upstairs, the place was packed and sat with a table of police. As soon as the sun went down (it's Ramadan over here, so no-one eats until sundown) it was a free for all. Okay, we were scoffing too and had only eaten a couple of hours earlier, but it was nice to be involved.
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