The sail in to Istanbul is one of the most beautiful in my memory. The harbour was a juxtaposition of modern and ancient with traditional fishing vessels vying for space next to speeding seadoos. The shoreline was dotted with soaring minarets that grew larger as we approached revealing the mosque underneath. It was simultaneously alive with action and nestled in quiet history.
At the time of our visit my cousin Katie was teaching in Istanbul and she agreed to meet us at the pier. I was concerned about finding one person in the jumbled mix of humanity that was a disembarking ship. I’m not sure if it was family radar, or the fact that she is a six foot tall beautiful strawberry blonde but we found her quite easily.
A short street car ride deposited us in Sultanahmet, the historic core of the city. It’s a bit too far to walk and a taxi will get you there as well but be sure to get a fair price before accepting a ride.
Our first stop was a tour of the Blue Mosque. Before entering we had to remove our shoes and women are required to cover their heads, shoulder and knees. There are scarves available if you are not properly prepared. The mosque is breathtaking, covered in the beautiful blue tiles that give it its name. Next door to the mosque is the now museum Hagia Sophia. We had not made reservations in advance and the lineup was long so we reluctantly left that for another time.
We did however walk through Sultanahmet Park and stop at a café for coffee. The rich, dark and flavourful brew is served with lavish ceremony and a taste of Turkish Delight. From there we walked to the Underground Cistern and explored its dark depths. Rediscovered in the eighties, this sixth-century cistern was built using recycled Roman columns. Make a point of searching out the upside down Medusa head.
When we emerged into the bright sunlight Katie found a nearby restaurant for lunch and ordered a variety of traditional dishes for us to try. Everything was delicious so even without an interpreter be sure to sample the local cuisine. We topped it off with the glass of the local beer.
Everyone who visits Istanbul should visit the expansive Grand Bazaar, unless you are there on a Sunday when it is closed, which was our 
case. Instead we went to the Spice Market, a crowded, pungent and delightful sprawl of stalls filled with everything imaginable. Vendors were friendly and free with samples, which worked as we purchased a number of interesting spices, candies and nuts. There were also stalls offering dishware, clothing and all sorts of other interesting items.
We took our time walking back to the street car before saying goodbye to Katie and returning to the ship. My cousin was done her contract the following month and returning home so I was happy that we had a chance to visit her when we did.
Istanbul is one of the most beautiful and exotic cities I have ever visited on a cruise, but hard to find on any itinerary today. Whether it is due to political or civil unrest the area has been removed in the interest of tourist safety. When that changes, I will be first in line to visit it again. There is still so much I want to see.