You would think that it would be easy to get from Arnavutkoyustu to Arnavutkoy, right? You start at the top of the hill, and then you walk downhill.
I did that and ended up in Levent. And ended up walking uphill. It's like I crossed dimensions somewhere around Ortakoydere.
One thing I did stumble into, that was pretty cool, was the Arnavutkoy Jewish Cemetery. Pretty neat-looking joint at night, definitely looked like the Ruisdael painting. But it's awfully embarrassing to catch a cab on a deserted street, ask to go to Arnavutkoy, and then have like, a 1km, 4-lira, taxi ride.
Shoddy execution, but worth it for the cemetery. I feel kinda dumb for having an adventure when I'm just trying to sleep, though.
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