|Passed again the Selimiye Mosque on our way north away from the downtown area.|
|A view from the mosque path down the hill. Saw the horse on the right bring dragged up the grassy hill a bit later.|
|Absolutely loved the blue tiles.|
|Walking down the path from the mosque accompanied by young boys who had pulled their horses up the steep hill just to the right above. Don't know the name of the mosque in the background here.|
|Life away from the city: very few cars or people around.|
|These boys were SO helpful with directions.|
|Advertising the Oil Wrestling Competition.|
|The Kirkpinar Stadium|
|This and the next few photos are all from the Balkan War Memorial.|
|Above and below are photos from the ruins of Edirne's New Imperial Palace; we were the only ones touring the memorial and the ruins.|
|Walked past field after field of sunflowers en route to our next stop, Ikinci Beyazit Kulliiyesi, that you can see in the photo below.|
|The lower part of the door was opened up for us; again we we were the only people in the entire complex except for security staff and a groundskeeper.|
|The photos above are ALL of Beyazit complex.|
|On our way back to town on another bridge across the Tunca River.|
|Saw a lot of horse drawn carts in the older part of town.|
|Back in town we wandered through a number of streets in the Kaleci district dating from Byzantine times until we got to |
The public address system was blaring announcements a good part of the time we were by all the mosques downtown; don’t know if they were in conjunction with the religious holiday or what. There was nobody around us speaking English whom we could ask.
|There was a profusion of carts containing all types of fresh fruit for sale throughout the downtown area in Edirne.|
The woman welcomed my taking this picture of her and then wanted a photo taken of both her and her husband who was selling items nearby. I gladly obliged.
Walked far enough down the street to discover a large enclosed market selling everything from bras of every shape, form and description to food, household goods, etc. The market was so filled with customers it reminded of our shopping in
On our way back, at the bottom of Marif Caddesi, we passed the city’s derelict synagogue now undergoing renovation. When it was built in 1906 to replace 13 others destroyed by fire, the synagogue was the largest in the Balkans, an indication of how large the Jewish community then was. Within a few decades, however, populist pogroms (unusual in
Decided we’d better head out to the bus station way out of town to wait for our
Ivy: thought of you when I saw this display of Delon Premium Chocolates in the bus station store. No wonder you have such a discerning palate when it comes to eating chocolate!