From the Grand Bazaar, we took the T1 tram from Beyazit station to Eminonu station, got lost a bit, then finally found the main entrance to our next destination. The Egyptian Bazaar, also called the Spice Bazaar, is the other major market on the go-see list in Istanbul, named so because it was funded by money from Egypt, and was a stop for camels traveling on the Silk Road. It’s logical to assume the main products are spices and as we found out there certainly was a lot of it. Though much smaller than the Grand Bazaar it anyway carries the same traditional atmosphere.
On our way there from Eminonu station, I could see many similarities with public spaces in the Philippines – the mass hordes, the open-air trash bins, refuse on the streets – but it was good to see there were no beggars and street children, and instead tourists everywhere.
After going through the Grand Bazaar, I felt more comfortable going around without fear of losing my wallet and harassed by salespeople. Very much unlike Khan el-Khalili in Egypt where I was harassed to no end.
China?? Korea?? Japan??
Yes, us Asians all look alike. Not so much of that going on here, thankfully.
Well done, Istanbul.
Next, a bit underdressed at Mavi Balik…