This may have been the best lunch of the trip, even if I didn't have much time to eat because I'd been touring the Basilica Cistern.  There's Mete waiting with Claude and Melissa for folks to come out of those restaurants over there across the street.

I ate there, at the "Pudding Shop."  But they didn't sell pudding, as far as I could tell.  They did sell an excellent baked zucchini stuffed with cheese.

Joyce was having a hard time getting a picture of the word "Istanbul" as these light rail trains passed by.  So there you are, Joyce.  "Istanbul."

Have you ever seen an illegally parked car being carted off like this?  Well, we hadn't either.