Buyukada, a Turkish idyll

I walked along the curving street edged along the walls dripped with Ivy. The silence was meditative, existing in such a contrast to the hubbub, and the salmagundi of cultures, and styles Istanbul is. Behind the walls, pines loomed above Ottoman mansions. With no sound but for my footsteps, I walked further in, till the…

Bowing to the Apollo in Side

I set out early to explore the outskirts of Antalya, more to be on the wheels of history strewn on the Aegean coasts. My major halt was to be at the once-docile fishing village of Side. It’s just that the old vibes of Side have liberally refashioned to suit themselves to souvenir peddlers and restaurant…

Antalya: Shades of blue

Possibly my most indelible thoughts on Antalya came, as my flight swept over Turkey’s south-western coastline to Istanbul. Looking at the shades of blue and turquoise of the waters, my thought was ‘Ah, so that’s why it’s called the Turquoise Coast.’ I looked around the airplane, almost everyone was looking out, might probably be having…