After sunset, smoke rose from cooking. All the travel guide recommendations were no match for my feet, which felt like lead after the red-eye flight. I couldn't walk and forgot to try the famous fish burger. I had dinner in a restaurant under the Galata Bridge. The time left for Istanbul was too short. I had planned to get up early and walk from the hotel to the Marmara Sea to watch the sunrise.

Unfortunately, the weather was bad and the road to the beach was blocked. It was not yet eight o'clock and there was no time to eat the breakfast provided by the hotel. Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo went out in the morning light. They walked and took photos along the way. The journey that was supposed to take fifteen minutes took an hour. From a distance, they could see the blue dome of the Blue Mosque.

It was still early, and most tourists hadn't arrived yet. The Blue Mosque was different from the Grand Palace and Hagia Sophia, it was a pure Islamic temple. Marble steps and high walls, arched corridors, and black cats under the door lintels. For a moment, I thought I was in Iran or Israel. Take off your veil, wrap your hair, and take off your shoes.

Even though the temple was crowded, everyone was talking in low voices, no one dared to make noises to offend others. Yun Luo finally saw the big round chandelier that he had been dreaming about. Under the dim yellow glass oil lamp, the orange-red carpet had a solemn and peaceful feeling. The window in the corner let in the sunlight of the secular world.

Strand by strand, the carpet is divided into equal parts of light and shadow. Coming out of the Blue Temple, you will see the fountain facing Hagia Sophia and the crazy-growing tulips. The Underground Palace is on the left side of the Blue Temple. The queue is not short, but it does not take time to queue. Tourists say that the Water Palace is a place where "you can go if you have time, but don't regret it if you don't have time."

The cold and damp water palace looked eerie and strange in the dim lights and water-soaked stone pillars. Even the fish swimming in the water looked like a thousand-year-old monster. As for the Medusa statue, its face was like a ghost, sneering at mortals. After coming out, I casually entered a panoramic restaurant, just opposite the water palace.

The restaurant is on the seventh floor, which is enough to see the whole city of Istanbul. It also makes up for the regret of not being able to climb the Galata Tower to see the whole city yesterday. The roofs of Istanbul's houses are colorful. If you are not careful, you will think you have come to an Eastern European town. You can finally see the full view of Hagia Sophia and the Blue Mosque.

The white dome looks like a snowy Russian scene. Since they didn't have breakfast, Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo had brunch at 10 o'clock. The restaurant is not too expensive, and if you take the view into account, it is a great value. So far, the attractions in the old city have come to an end.

There were still three hours before the agreed airport drop-off time. Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo decided to go shopping on Independence Street. On the way, they continued to take the light rail and then changed trains. However, just outside the light rail window, Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo saw yesterday's rainbow staircase, not just one, but three, each about a hundred meters apart!

The one that Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo went to yesterday was just one of the trails in the village. No wonder the color didn't look very bright and the length was a little short. It's a pity. Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo didn't have time to go again. Every trip, no matter how detailed the guide is, is bound to have more or less unexpected regrets and accidents.

Arriving at Independence Avenue, Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo were looking for the old red tram, but were told to wait another hour. After walking a short distance, they found anti-explosion police holding shields and guns guarding every street corner. Remembering the terrorist attack that had just happened before they set out, Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo left in a hurry and returned to the hotel.

When you are out, be careful. I didn't want to drag my heavy suitcase up the uneven stone slabs again, so I booked the airport transfer service at the hotel. It was 8 euros per person to the Asian airport, which I thought was quite cost-effective. It was less than 10 yuan more expensive than taking public transportation. The most important thing was that it saved time, and travel time is precious.

There is something strange in the Asian airport. Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo actually saw a live dog after the security check. There is no Wi-Fi signal at the airport. In order to save the power of the mobile Wi-Fi, Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo usually only turn on one Wi-Fi, which is usually held by Fangfang. Therefore, Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo cannot let Fangfang out of their sight.

"Why is the internet down?" "Because Fangfang went to the restroom." "Why is there no internet again?" "Fangfang went to the duty-free shop over there." "Well, let's go over there." Rely on the Wi-Fi signal to find teammates, get = = "Which boarding gate are we at?" "214b" "What?! Fight?!"

Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo took a bird flight from Istanbul to Nevsehir, which took about an hour. When they arrived, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening. The airport in Nevsehir, no, it would be more appropriate to call it the airport station, was extremely small - there was only a 30-meter-long arrival hall and a non-reversing luggage conveyor belt.

For the first time, I saw Yun Luo's name written on a white paper, held up by an uncle standing in the airport pick-up area. The uncle counted the number of people on the bus and found that it was all in pinyin. The uncle couldn't pronounce it, and the scene was very joyful. Finally, the uncle asked a Chinese boy to help, and left after counting.

It takes a little more than half an hour to get from Nevsehir Airport to the town of Goreme. At night in Goreme, the cave hotels are dotted with lights, high and low. Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo booked the dorm cave travellers from booking. They have three series: hotel, pension, and dorm, and the prices are from high to low.

Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo, well, stayed in the cheapest dorm, a cave triple room, while Nalan Shiqi and her friend stayed in the Royal Hotel that night. The room had heating, and the cave also insulated the low temperature outside. We should be grateful for God's favor, giving Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo a suitable flying weather when the day before and the day after were not possible.

The poetic and picturesque world requires so many coincidences. At five in the morning, the car of Royal Hot Air Balloon Company picked up Lan Seqi and Yun Luo at the door of the hotel. In Royal's own restaurant, they had their first Turkish breakfast. The breakfast was mostly cold cuts, various cheeses, fruits, milk, ham slices, and eggs.

Before breakfast, the names of all the people riding the hot air balloons were written on the blackboard, and then they were arranged to take a bus to the hot air balloon stadium. As expected, the uncle couldn't pronounce Yunluo's name again, so Yunluo raised his hand and reported. Don't embarrass him, the pinyin of Yunluo's name is indeed difficult to pronounce. Walking out of the restaurant, I saw two hot air balloons being inflated across the street.

The flames dancing in the colorful spheres are the light of the fading night and the heat of the chilly spring. The excitement was also ignited. We took a car to the place where the hot air balloons took off. Each hot air balloon can carry about 20 to 30 adults. I saw the hot air balloons next to me taking off one after another, one by one.

Gradually, only Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo were left, and at this time, the sky was already bright. Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo couldn't help but feel a little worried. After all, it took a long time to inflate the air, and this might be the only chance. Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo couldn't help but ask the pilot if there was any problem, and the answer they got was that it would be fixed soon.

Fortunately, good things come to those who wait. Ten minutes later, around seven o'clock, Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo also took off. After much difficulty, Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo finally overcame gravity and escaped from the surface of the earth in a hot air balloon. The bright moon was hanging high in the sky, and the sun was rising in the east. Who was the child who loosened the string in his hand and released the colorful balloons, filling Yunluo's sky.

At this moment, I felt like the little boy in "Up", who was surprised to find that the world was beyond Yunluo's expectations. The pilot skillfully controlled the hot air balloon and steadily wandered up and down in the Pigeon Valley, which looked like the surface of the moon. "You flew to the other side of the city. You flew so far and so far, and flew over the gray horizon.

You flew past the day and night and flew to the other side of the city. You flew so far, so far, past the blue coastline. You flew past yesterday. You, you, are a young man as free as the wind, flying between heaven and earth, farther than a dream. You, you, flew past the passing time and when you return, do you still have the youthful look?

When Yunluo boarded the hot air balloon, he realized that windy weather was not suitable for flying. Therefore, to get closer to the sky, you don't have to rely on the east wind. You just need to ignite your spirit and heat to soar into the sky. Fifty minutes later, the pilot poured a bottle of water down to determine the direction and landed smoothly. Toast and award.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Hot air balloons do have a certain chance of accidents. So every safe landing is worth celebrating. Every safe return should be accompanied by gratitude after enjoying the scenery. The hot air balloon company's car sent Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo back to the town of Goreme. I really didn't want to rush to the scenic spots with the group, so I didn't book the traditional red and green lines.

Instead, we chose a half-day safari, an off-road jeep, and set off at 10 a.m. While we still had time, we went to the station to buy tickets for the night bus to Antalya the next day. An off-road vehicle normally carries six people, and Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo were five people, so the boss probably couldn't arrange for more people to come in.

Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo spent most of their time bouncing around in the off-road vehicle - it was too bumpy, so they had to cling to the railings. Dust and wind blew in their faces. Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo were just below the snow-capped mountains, beside the wild flowers, and beside the strange rocks, having fun all the way.

Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo always felt that safari was the right choice. Although the driver did not explain in detail like a tour guide, the calloused hands every time they got on and off the car still made Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo feel warm and friendly. The sun that day was really beautiful and scorching. The wind, sand and ultraviolet rays along the way had scratched our faces so much that they were peeling. (To be continued...)