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1 Start (Istanbul's love novel)

At 0/6: 40 local time/kloc-0, they arrived at Istanbul airport, walked out of the customs ... took their luggage, exchanged local cash and took a taxi.

Robbie leaned on his shoulder, sleepy, and stuck to him like a lazy and lovely cat.

He is sober, not sleepy and full of curiosity about this place. I looked at my watch. It's 6 o'clock 15. Look out. It was a dusk with pigeons. The dusk was heavy, the sky was blue, the air was cold, and there was a rosy sunset on the horizon.

The driver galloped all the way and handed him a cigarette on the road. He took it.

The hotel is located in the old city, near the Blue Mosque and Hagia Sophia.

Arriving at the hotel 40 minutes later, he shook Robbie. "Robbie, wake up."

Robbie opened his sleepy eyes and rubbed them with his hand.

When the receptionist saw the car coming, she helped open the door and took the luggage from them. "Welcome to Amir Hotel …", which is not very standard English. He has bright eyes and a neat dark blue suit. He looks very energetic with short hair.

After entering the store, he got on the elevator, entered the room and put down his luggage. Robbie looked impatient. "Come on, let's eat. We are starving. "

Ten minutes later, they walked out of the hotel, and the streets in the old city were clean and tidy. At this time, there was no one around, and the cold wind was chilly.

However, Robbie looks like a happy bird.

I found a restaurant on the street and ordered Turkish barbecue and coffee. The restaurant has cheerful Turkish music and gorgeous wall decoration. The boss is a middle-aged man with a kind smile. His daughter is reading a novel in the corner.

I didn't expect it to be so cold in Turkey, and they didn't bring enough clothes. After dinner, wrapped in thin clothes, they searched the streets for clothing stores, but they couldn't find them, so they had to return to the hotel in frustration.

Living on the fourth floor of the hotel, the sheets and bedspreads are dazzling white, warm and comfortable, which is better than those wet and thick quilts with strong bleaching powder smell in clean hotels. From the clean and transparent glass window, you can see the spire of the blue mosque, which goes straight into the blue sky. The orange light outside the window complements the blue sky.

They fell asleep quietly in such a dead of night.