Grand Bazaar

An hour among the beehive of the Grand Bazaar. Lining the walls is everything from rainbows of rugs and embroidered bags, tableware, jewellery, musical instruments, counterfeit goods and a constellation of lanterns that had me wishing I could take suitcases full straight home with me.

The Bazaar is one of the most celebrated tourist destinations while in Istanbul and although I agree it is not to be missed, it did not compare to the Spice Markets. The stalls have obviously hiked prices and risked authenticity to suit the over saturation of tourists (like myself). My favourite thing wasn’t about what was for sale inside the stalls, but the groups of men of all ages that spend their lives sipping apple tea together throughout the corridors and seemingly people watching more than even me.