We stayed in an interesting hotel in Bursa.  It was very nice, but it was in a residential area with narrow streets that were difficult for our bus to navigate.  Our bus driver, Saddam Hussein (just kidding), managed to get the bus up there, though.

My room opened right onto a central courtyard.

Very nice, indeed.  When I took this picture, I was standing on the balcony of an old bath house that's part of the hotel.  I wasn't interested in any Turkish baths, but I believe Don and Wendy and Lavona and Bob, and a number of others in our group, did let strangers scrub and rub them.  Not for me, though.

Here's the old bath house at night.