Today I start a course for Coaching in Kadikoy in conjunction with NLPGrup, in a district of Istanbul on the Eastern side of the Bosphorus.

We travel on a beautiful sunny day by car across the bridge, thankfully on Saturday there is not much traffic, but there is enough time to look down onto the waters of the Bosphorus, with the ferries criss crossing from one side to the other. Large ocean going vessels slowly sale up and down from the Black Sea towards the Marmara Sea.

On arrival, I find I have another class to incorporate into my day, the English NLP course. Thank goodness for Mustapha, I need the strength, but good fun.

Oh dear, on arrival we cannot get into the school building, someone has forgotten the key to get in. Great I can get breakfast.

 A hot sweet tea and a bread filled with a little cheese.

Later at 2pm, after allowing the English class an eyes closed experience for the brain to learn, (the plasticity of the brain), I went for lunch at the local little restaurant, Kevilcim Cafe ev Yemekleri.

I think the meal was called floating meat balls, tastes better than it looks, with a side plate of pasta. The restaurant is small, with very few tables, is run by some lovely people, it is home from home.

 

In the evening after a snack, I asked for a coffee, and was given the below. On taking the top off, there was my Turkish coffee. The drink is prepared by boiling finely powdered roast coffee beans in a pot, adding sugar if required, and serving it into a very small cup, where the powdered beans settle to the base. The resultant dregs is often used to read the future of the drinker by tipping the cup upside down in the saucer, leaving the dregs to leave a pattern down the side of the inner cup.

 

I still enjoy my mug of tea with milk.