I hurry on to the Islamic Science Museum, eager to see how it compares to the Galileo Museum in Florence.
We reach our final destination, the small fishing village of Anadolu Cavagi that sits at the base of a hill, crested by Yoros Kalesi. A waiter at a restaurant points me towards the steep path that will lead me to the ruins of the fortress.
The Topkapi Palace, built between 1460-78, is a walled complex covering 700,000 square meters, comprised of three courtyards, several gardens and all the buildings required for a royal administrative city.
The weather is overcast, like my mood. I'm mentally fatigued. I cannot get onto the WIFI. Maybe Istanbul is too challenging for me. Maybe I need to return home...
The Grand Bazaar is as large and noisy as you would expect a 5,000 store shopping mall to be. Rick Steves says to spend about 2 hours here, which is about as much time as a human has before their retinas start to melt.
I'm in Istanbul for less than 2 hours when I'm sucked into the carpet shop across the street from the hotel...
A city that is 4 hours away, takes me 14 hours to get to. And when I finally arrive, it feels like Oz.