Not quite enough time to comfortably go into town, so I used my 15 lira from years ago for a cappuccino…



Not quite enough time to comfortably go into town, so I used my 15 lira from years ago for a cappuccino…



Using miles to fly Susan and I in biz on this mini round the world trip (except for some local flights, e.g. UAE to Jordan and back)..
Have a day stop in Istanbul (twice!?) where it’s easy to zip into town. Since I missed the Grand Bazaar last time!
Executive summary:
I went to the Çemberlitaş Hamamı (Turkish bath), one of the 2 main tourist hamams that is conveniently located next to the eponymous tram stop between the Grand Bazaar tram stop and Sultanahmet tram stop (or a 5 minute walk from the latter). It’s also open from 6am to midnight (slightly shorter hours for women).
It had 3 options at different price points: 45 TL/$26 basic (you clean yourself), 69 TL/$40 inc. being scrubbed by an attendant, or 119 TL/$68 inc. a 30-minute oil massage as well. Tips included.
Tip: go for the middle option – the massage isn’t worth it in my opinion.
Details:
So what actually happens? I did the full monty so that I could give you, my loyal (?) readers, a complete report.
First off, the hamam is fully segregated by sex (unlike German spas). The attendants in each section are of the same sex.
After paying, you get soap and a new glove-like scrubber, and tokens for the extra service(s) like attendant scrub and massage.
In the change area, you get a booth to strip down and wear a peştemal, essentially a wrap-around-your-waist towel. You lock the booth door and take the key on a bracelet, so your clothes and wallet are safe.
Men must keep the peştemal on; apparently women have the option of removing it.
Then you go into the big domed hot steam room (well, it wasn’t actually steamy) and lie down on the big ~10m in diameter) heated circular marble slab in the middle of the room and sweat. It was neither comfortable (lying on hard marble) nor relaxing as the noise from conversations and the attendants’ stainless steel bowls clanging on the marble would echo.
After 20 minutes or so an attendant came to wash me (I don’t know if you can ask him to wait longer; certainly if you wash yourself, you have more control over how long you lie there and sweat). Moving to lie along the edge of the circular slab, he goes through various phases of rinsing, scrubbing with soap (using that new scrubber), rinsing. You lie down alternately face up and face down – face down is particularly uncomfortable, esp. on the knees. That clanging stainless steel bowl I mentioned? That’s used to pour rinsing water over you (the water comes from taps and basins that are situated along the perimeter of the round room.
The attendant also does a little head/neck wrenching that I found rather uncomfortable.
Then he leads you into the side room (neither round nor domed) where you possibly, wait for your turn at the massage (go to next step if you followed my tip to not buy the massage). The massage room had 4 massage tables crammed in it, with 4 masseurs who chattered too much, so again, not exactly relaxing. You do get a new peştemal to wear for the massage (since your first one is wet and sweaty). The oil massage was ok, but I wouldn’t call it a serious massage. And you are left all oily, the kind of oily that doesn’t come off easily in the next step:
Showering in one of a set of private shower stalls (with a new towel to dry yourself off).
Afterwards, you get another peştemal and a large dry towel to wear back up to your change booth, which you open with the key that should still be dangling from your wrist.
Voila!
So did I enjoy it? Yeah, it was an experience that should be done once for sure (minus the massage), but it’s not the best spa experience on the planet.
This is the swishest, largest business lounge I’ve seen yet. Even nicer than the First Class lounge of Lufthansa in Munich (except for less food). Wow, I am very impressed!
Not enough time to thoroughly enjoy it though. More on that later (and on both Turkish Airlines flights).
Saw the interior of the Blue Mosque today (very crowded with tour groups) and the fascinating Archeology Museums this morning (blissfully crowd free). More on that later.
The Grand Bazaar is still closed due to muslim holiday (it re-opens tomorrow but my flight is in the morning), so I need to rethink my (shopping) plans a bit, and maybe do Dolmabaçe palace after all. And finally do the hamam tonight.
Yesterday I dropped off some limited laundry (just enough to get me home in a few days) as it cost TL5/$3 per kg to have the laundromat person do it (no self-service)!
One pair of jeans, one sweater, and four sets of t-shrit/socks/underwear cost TL16/$9.
That’s another way that summer travel is easier/cheaper: smaller, lighter clothes to carry and wash!
Highlights:
Details:
Basilica Cistern (Yerebatan Sernıcı):
Bosphorus cruise:
Photos:
Strange day – sights very crowded, e.g. Topkapi and Blue Mosque, but Grand Bazaar and Spice Bazaar closed (due to muslim holiday). But Eminönü still very crowded, with traffic jam going northwards over Galata Bridge.
So all I managed today was:
Coming up tomorrow: A cruise up the Bosphorous!
(I thought I’d get more blogging done tonight, but I got side-tracked reading up on Turkey tips, shopping and scams, as I believe 2 guys were setting me up for the “let’s have a drink scam” tonight, which I politely declined as I sipped a çay (tea) this evening on a bench between the Aya Sofya and the Blue Mosque, both of which are lit up at night)
Today was Sunday and a muslim holiday, so the city was quieter than usual.
Partly due to another late start, the only things I managed to see were:
I wanted to take a ferry up the Golden Horn (Haliç), but when I arrived at the terminal it was almost an hour until the next ferry.
I’ve noticed that you can get a döner for as little as TL1.5/$0.86, or as little as TL2/$1.15 with an ayran (yoghurt drink).
There was a kerfuffle at (included) breakfast this morning, which goes from 8:30 to 10:30am. I showed up at 9:45am and the mini buffet was put away! The surly woman simply said “breakfast over!” There were several of us who complained to the front desk guy who argued with her, then put the breakfast stuff back out for the 8 of us (by that time) who would have missed out.
And of course I updated my Istanbul map