Nostalgic Notes on Istanbul Ferries
“The ferry gleams at the pier, reflecting the soft morning light.A gentle chill hangs in the air,The sea smells of tar and fish,I’ve crossed to the other side in a rowboat from the bridge,And in one breath, climbed our familiar hill…” So begins Turgut Uyar’s poem “Ver Elini Haydarpaşa”, evoking memories that every İstanblue carries. The ferry is more than …