Saturday, October 16, 2010

The fish market

Once we crossed the Galata bridge, we came upon this fish market, a very lively one. It was a lot of fun to see it. I have seen photos and paintings of the fish market and here we were, standing right there. It was a wonderful feeling, I dream about it and then I find myself there. There was a guy frying up some fish but we had already ate before we crossed the bridge. It reminded us of Essaouira in Morocco where we ate fish fry with our fingers.

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