TRAVELLIVE 04-2016
Istanbul, the first days of spring… I’m warming myself in the sun on a café’s balcony in the Old Town. The sunbeams are as stunning as the fine strands of newly reeled silk. Meanwhile the old oak trees give their morning greeting to the glossy stone road as their red-brown leaves gently fall. The Old Town is still half-asleep, like a lazy girl who’s turned off her alarm after ringing the first time. Sunlight visits each street, dancing happily on passers-by’s shoulders, making the atmosphere more intimate to me – the traveler’s first time here. I feel more amorous in Istanbul. I’m enchanted by everything, from sweet lokum to the light sour ice-cream with ground ice on top, or from the gorgeous domes of hundreds of mosques and palaces to their uniquely designed windows, and from the discreet eyes of Muslim girls to the multitude of boards and posters with the images of Besiktas – the city’s legendary football team. I have fallen in love with Bosphorus Bay since the first time seeing the seagulls hovering in the open sky, creating invisible strings that connect the two continents – Asia and Europe. The clear blue sky is reflected on the deep blue sea, giving me tranquility. I drop my last Lira into the water of the Bosphorus, not to make a wish, but in hopes that they will preserve my memories here. And somehow, the water currents might bring them somewhere else to be found by me again, or might accidentally be stumbled upon by a boy who is playing with sand on a sunny beach. Tomorrow, I will go to Grand Bazzar, buy some postcards, and write something to leave beneath the sun near a mosque before sending them to some friends of mine. I do hope that these postcards, together with the coins, will inspire and attract more visitors to this land. Uhm… will you come there?
Istanbul, the first days of spring…
I’m warming myself in the sun on a café’s balcony in the Old Town. The sunbeams are as stunning as the fine strands of newly reeled silk. Meanwhile the old oak trees give their morning greeting to the glossy stone road as their red-brown leaves gently fall. The Old Town is still half-asleep, like a lazy girl who’s turned off her alarm after ringing the first time. Sunlight visits each street, dancing happily on passers-by’s shoulders, making the atmosphere more intimate to me – the traveler’s first time here.
I feel more amorous in Istanbul. I’m enchanted by everything, from sweet lokum to the light sour ice-cream with ground ice on top, or from the gorgeous domes of hundreds of mosques and palaces to their uniquely designed windows, and from the discreet eyes of Muslim girls to the multitude of boards and posters with the images of Besiktas – the city’s legendary football team.
I have fallen in love with Bosphorus Bay since the first time seeing the seagulls hovering in the open sky, creating invisible strings that connect the two continents – Asia and Europe. The clear blue sky is reflected on the deep blue sea, giving me tranquility. I drop my last Lira into the water of the Bosphorus, not to make a wish, but in hopes that they will preserve my memories here. And somehow, the water currents might bring them somewhere else to be found by me again, or might accidentally be stumbled upon by a boy who is playing with sand on a sunny beach.
Tomorrow, I will go to Grand Bazzar, buy some postcards, and write something to leave beneath the sun near a mosque before sending them to some friends of mine. I do hope that these postcards, together with the coins, will inspire and attract more visitors to this land. Uhm… will you come there?
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DU LëCH VíNG QUANH TH⁄ GIõI VõI<br />
VÌi Æ≠Íng bay tÌi h¨n 287 Æi”m Æ’n tπi 113 quËc gia, H∑ng hµng kh´ng QuËc gia ThÊ Nh‹ K˙ (Turkish<br />
Airlines) Æem Æ’n cho du kh∏ch Vi÷t Nam c¨ hÈi Æ≠Óc Æi vflng quanh th’ giÌi Æ∆c bi÷t lµ Ch©u ¢u, bªng vi÷c<br />
chuy”n ÆÊi m∏y bay tπi c∏c s©n bay trung t©m trn Æ≠Íng Æ’n c∏c Æfia Æi”m kh∏c. ß∆c bi÷t, tı ngµy 27 th∏ng<br />
6 n®m <strong>2016</strong> Turkish Airlines sœ ch›nh th¯c mÎ Æ≠Íng bay thºng tı Vi÷t Nam tÌi ThÊ Nh‹ K˙. Chuy’n bay tı<br />
TP. HCMC tÌi Istanbul, vµ ng≠Óc lπi, käo dµi 11 giÍ 50 phÛt, tı Hµ NÈi Æ’n Istanbul lµ 10 giÍ 40 phÛt. Khi<br />
Æ≠Íng bay ch›nh th¯c Æ≠Óc mÎ, mÁi tu«n sœ c„ 2 chuy’n bay thºng Istanbul - Hanoi, 3 chuy’n bay thºng<br />
Istanbul - TP.HCM/ 2 chuy’n bay thºng TP.HCM - Istanbul vµ 3 chuy’n Hanoi - Istanbul. Du kh∏ch c„ th”<br />
ngÒ mÈt gi†c dµi v◊ c∏c chuy’n bay nµy kh´ng c«n qu∏ c∂nh lÛc nˆa Æm.<br />
3 tr∂i nghi÷m “ph∂i thˆ” khi bay cÔng turkish airlines<br />
THôNG TH`C ¬M TH#C 5 SAO TR£N MÉY BAY<br />
Turkish Airlines Inc. hÓp t∏c vÌi Turkish Do & Co A.G. Æ”<br />
phÙc vÙ hµnh kh∏ch vÌi nh˜ng b˜a ®n h∂o hπng Æ≠Óc ch’ bi’n<br />
tı nguyn li÷u t≠¨i ngon. Tıng giµnh Æ≠Óc nhi“u gi∂i th≠Îng<br />
nh≠ dfich vÙ ®n uËng trn m∏y bay tËt nh†t (Best Food And<br />
Beverage Award by US Passenger Choice Awards), dfich vÙ ®n<br />
uËng trn khoang th≠¨ng gia tËt nh†t (Best Business Class<br />
Lounge Dining Awards by Skytrax World Airline),<br />
Turkish Airlines khºng Æfinh vfi tr› hµng Æ«u trong l‹nh v˘c<br />
phÙc vÙ trn m∏y bay. ßıng b· lÏ c¨ hÈi th≠Îng th¯c Æ∆c s∂n<br />
ThÊ Nh‹ K˙ vÌi “Fly Chef”.<br />
C∏c Æ«u b’p cÒa Turkish Airlines lu´n sΩn sµng phÙc vÙ bπn<br />
nh˜ng m„n ®n ThÊ Nh‹ K˙ n„ng sËt. MÈt trong nh˜ng Æi”m<br />
nh†n kh∏c lµ “breakfast bar” n¨i Flying Chef sœ giÛp bπn t˘<br />
chu»n bfi b˜a s∏ng ring cho m◊nh. S˘ Æa dπng v“ ÆÂ uËng<br />
cÚng lµ mÈt Æi”m cÈng cho Turkish Airlines. Ngoµi nh˜ng<br />
th¯c uËng th´ng th≠Íng, bπn c„ th” thˆ mÈt sË Æ uËng truy“n<br />
thËng cÒa ThÊ Nh‹ K˙ nh≠ Ayran - s˜a chua uËng ln men vÌi<br />
chÛt b‰t hay Raki - quËc tˆu cÒa ThÊ Nh‹ K˙ - mÈt loπi r≠Óu<br />
mπnh c„ h≠¨ng hÂi lµm tı nho vµ nho kh´.<br />
GH– TH°M TURKISH AIRLINES<br />
LOUNGE CIP TÑI ISTANBUL<br />
CIP lµ ch˜ vi’t tæt cÒa “Contemporary<br />
Turkey Experience” dµnh cho hµnh<br />
kh∏ch cÒa Turkish Ailines. Tπi Æ©y,<br />
hµnh kh∏ch c„ th” tÀn h≠Îng nhi“u<br />
ti÷n ›ch nh≠ phflng th≠ gi∑n c∏ nh©n,<br />
phflng tæm hoa sen vÌi bÈ dÙng cÙ<br />
c∏ nh©n Æ∆c bi÷t, phflng ch¨i cho trŒ<br />
em vµ phflng ring cho trŒ s¨ sinh<br />
dµnh cho c∏c hµnh kh∏ch du lfich cÔng<br />
trŒ nh·.<br />
C∏c bπn cÚng c„ th” nh†m nh∏p b·ng<br />
ng´ trong khi xem TV vµ nghe nhπc,<br />
ho∆c Ɖc b∏o, tπp ch›. ßıng b· lÏ khu<br />
v˘c »m th˘c cÒa CIP Lounge vÌi v´ vµn<br />
c∏c loπi Æ∆c s∂n ThÊ<br />
nh≠ b∏nh m◊ ThÊ,<br />
m„n qu†n truy“n<br />
thËng hay Pide<br />
(pizza ThÊ).<br />
Sau khi ®n, bπn c„<br />
th” th≠ gi∑n trn gh’ m∏t-xa mi‘n ph›<br />
ho∆c ng∂ l≠ng trn gi≠Íng m∏t-xa t˘<br />
ÆÈng. N’u kh´ng th›ch nh˜ng chi’c<br />
gi≠Íng m∏t-xa nµy, hai nh©n vin m∏txa<br />
lu´n sΩn lflng phÙc vÙ bπn tπi chÁ.<br />
Trong khi Æ„, trŒ em c„ th” vui ÆÔa vÌi<br />
nh˜ng chi’c xe Scalextric tÔy chÿnh vÌi<br />
h◊nh ∂nh cÒa nh˜ng di t›ch Æ∆c bi÷t Î<br />
Istanbul nh≠ c«u Bosphorus, nhµ thÍ<br />
Hagia Sophia vµ nh˜ng th¯ mµ bπn<br />
kh´ng th” t◊m th†y Î Æ©u kh∏c.
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