Whenever my grown-up children travel abroad alone, I have an unpleasant feeling. I compensate my fear with repeated good advice to which my children probably don’t even listen any more.
My younger daughter went over the weekend to Istanbul to visit a friend. When I picked her up from the airport on Sunday, she seemed tired and paler than usually. I asked whether she had a good time and she nodded, I asked whether she had seen the Galata Tower and monosyllabically she said no. Read More »
For the first and last time I have been to Istanbul almost 30 years ago. Back then during my studies I earned my money as travel guide. The journey to Istanbul was very special. I had a group of about 40 young people and a railway wagon. More precisely a sleeping car. We always travelled during the night, arrived in the morning in a city, visited the city and in the evening our journey continued. Hotel accommodation we only had in Istanbul. Read More »
Ich war das erste und einzige Mal vor fast 30 Jahren in Istanbul. Damals verdiente ich während des Studiums mein Geld als Reiseleiterin. Die Reise nach Istanbul war sehr speziell. Ich hatte eine Gruppe von etwa 40 jungen Leuten und einen Eisenbahnwagon. Genauer gesagt einen Schlafwagen. Wir fuhren immer in der Nacht, kamen am Morgen in einer Stadt an, besichtigten diese und am Abend fuhren wir wieder weiter. Hotelübernachtung gab es nur in Istanbul. Read More »
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Michaela Merz 