Thursday May 18th
Mam-Maw Clemmie’s 83 Birthday and our adventures with the Grand Bazaar
What better way to start a day then to sleep in while mother and mam-maw went and had breakfast? What better way to spend your birthday then to go shopping? We started off not really knowing whether or not mam-maw would enjoy this adventure but we knew she loved these tea cups that the carpet man introduced us to the previous day. Here is where the Grand Bazaar adventure starts! Over 4,000 shops under cover with guess what?? Yes you guessed it – carpets! There are also tons and tons of more things to get. The main task is navigating your self around narrow walkways connecting all the stores together. This is nothing like a mall. There are tiny little shops strung together on narrow back roads that happen to be covered. Their merchandise is most hung outside their shops which make the walkways more crowded. This is where we started our quest for Turkish tea glasses like the carpet man had. We weaved up and down the narrow walkways checking everything out and trying to remember how to get back to certain shops for purchasing. We were searching for just the right tea cup and saucer for the perfect price. The perfect price doesn’t just land in your lab you have to have skills to bargain with the vendor to get the perfect price. You must be willing to walk away from your desired item to see if the vendor would actually come down to your price. This is not an easy task because you don’t want to offend them by going too low but at the same time you can’t afford their asking price nor are they expecting you to. Of course it comes down to “Deal or No Deal!” As it turns out, mother’s shrewd bargaining skills worked wonders for Mam-maw but when she needed a good deal it became tougher. I on the other hand seemed to fall into the bargains just because I didn’t have any money and keep on having to walk away. Suddenly, they would call me back (“Hey lady”) and yell a price that was lower than I had ever thought to suggest. It was OUTSTANDING!
We learned how much the word “No” drives them nuts. They want a deal; they don’t like “no deal.” They will even drop the price (even on things you don’t like) in half or even less to make a sell. If you like to bargain look no farther than Istanbul’s Grand Bazaar.
With so much walking, bargaining, and brain activity we had to stop for some lunch. We picked a small little courtyard that looked like it had potential. We should have known something was awry when everything we tried to order was no longer available and it was only 2pm. This explains our next adventure to try Turkish pizza. I ordered to Turkish pizza with salami and mom and mam-maw got the cheese one. Once we ordered we sat around, chatted, figured out what else we needed, and watched men drill holes in cement walls. Not so relaxing but we had ordered our food so we stayed and waited, and waited, and waited, and waited. Did I mention that we waited? We almost got up and left but finally the pizzas arrived. We made jokes about it coming from Pizza Hut in New York that is how long it felt like. Finally the moment arrived for us to discover a new food, Turkish pizza. It smelt and looked so good, maybe due to how famished I was by that time. I took a huge bite and soon realized that mine wasn’t cheese and salami but fried EGG and salami. Not really what I was expected nor wanting. Needless to say I didn’t eat much of it. Mom and mam-maw’s pizza on the other hand was pretty good. So, they let me have some of theirs thank goodness.
Once we finished eating, it was back into the Bazaar we went. We had figured out what all we could spend and what we really wanted. We went back into the maze with specific conquests on our minds. We navigated our way around until we got to the specific shops we wanted to buy from. We bargained and bargained and we all walked away with smiles on our faces and gifts in our hands.
The day was not over with. We had one more adventure to pursue. Leaving the Grand Bazaar, we made our way down the crowded narrow streets of Istanbul. Have you ever thought of stopping by a road side cart and purchasing a cucumber and then watching the vendor pill it for you? Well, we didn’t do this; however, we watching many men purchase one and have photos to prove it. We walked past these guys, past the shops with puffy wedding dresses, past the guy selling corn, and went on down the hill to a special market, the Egyptian spice market. WOW did this place have a unique smell to it. These spices come from all over the mild east, like saffron from Turkey, Iran, or India. We were on a mission though for pure Turkish oil of oregano for Hazel Middleton. We entered a tiny stall and proceeded to converse with the owner about the purest oil. We instantly made friends with this guy and he became family because he said “my place is your place.” He kept going, “my money is your money”. So I asked him for some and he showed us his empty pockets. Mom asked him for Turkish delight and he immediately pasted out samples. The sample we had was delicious and he had us hooked. We got some oil, some Turkish delight, and even some apple tea spices. Upon finding out it was Mam-maw’s birthday, he threw in a free package of all kinds of different spices.
After all this shopping and bargaining we were exhausted and ready to head home. We were almost there when we stopped real fast to take a photo. That wasn’t the starting point of our next encounter. This older gentleman across the road was laughing and goofing off with us while we were taking goofy photos and then proceeded to come over. He chatted my grandmother up and even got in a photo with her. He not only wanted to be in a photo with her, he even asked if he could marry her. Of course we wanted to know what he would give us for her hand and he offered her 4,000 Marlboros. Yes that is right he offered us 4,000 cigarettes. That, however, wasn’t the end of it. Guess what he does for a living….yes you are correct he is a carpet sells man and wanted us to come into his shop for just a second to look at his beautiful carpets. You know they are all one of a kind. We graciously bowed out and headed to the hotel and to bed.
(Get this Mam-maw has now received 4 proposals of marriage since we have been here!)


















