After we got the bag we jumped on the first bus to Safranbolu leaving Istanbul and Europe behind. As soon as we’d crossed the Bogazici bridge connecting the two halves of Istanbul across the Bosporus we were officially in Asia.
The Safranbolu old town is set in a valley while the new town is a few kilometres away up on the plateau. Almost all of the buildings are old fashioned Ottoman wood buildings and the whole area is a world heritage area. Our hotel was awesome, an old ottoman building and the rooms had toilet and shower in the cupboard. The guy that ran it had made the bottom floor into an unofficial Hard Rock Cafe.
In the town every second place was selling Turkish delight and offering free samples to everyone walking past, we felt sick very quickly. There is also saffron everywhere. That’s how the city got it’s name. They use saffron in everything…
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