Turning My Lens On Istanbul
By Rick Steves, Tribune Media Services
Staring into a TV camera, I say, "Istanbul is one of the world's great
cities, period. For thousands of years, this point, where East meets
West, has been the crossroads of civilizations. Few places on earth
have seen more history than this sprawling metropolis on the
Bosphorus."
It's the last day of a week devoted to producing a TV show on Istanbul, and we need a grand spot for the show's opening. We had a reasonable vista from the Galata Bridge, but it just showed charming old fishermen and tour boats. I want to somehow capture both the historic crossroads and contemporary might of this city.
So far, the site selection has just led to frustrations. Mentally scanning all possible angles, it hits me -- we need what filmmakers call a "high-wide," a wide-angle, almost aerial shot. I want to show the freighter-filled Bosphorus and its Golden Horn inlet, the teeming Galata Bridge with lumbering commuter ferries churning up the port, and a huge mosque in the foreground.
We go to the spot I envision (above the "New Mosque," near the famous Spice Market) and survey the zone. A restaurant has a shaded roof terrace -- we go there and it is perfect ... except no necessary sun is shining on me.
Next door, a toy company has offices with a small rooftop terrace in the sun. It's perfect.
They welcome our crew onto their roof, bring us tea, and -- grabbing a calm moment between the gusts -- I deliver my lines.
Then we taxi to Ortakoy, a trendy cafe district at the edge of town. It's too far away for tourists, but it sits in the shadow of a Baroque mosque and the mighty modern bridge that crosses the Bosphorus.
I want to get more interaction between the Turks and me and this is perfect -- four charming young Turkish men join me to pass around a "nargile" (big water pipe), sip chai, and play backgammon. Whether you're filming or not, backgammon is the perfect way to create conviviality with new friends. At the neighboring table we film two sisters -- one in Western dress and the other wearing a colorful but conservative Muslim head scarf -- chatting as they pass the mouthpiece of their big water pipe. (I admit this was part of my agenda: to make both a big water pipe and a scarved Muslim woman less menacing to the more insular of my viewers.)
When the sun is low and the chop of the Bosphorus carbonates the scene, I step out onto the ferry landing. Behind me, the frilly mosque softens the harsh lines created by the mighty bridge as it reaches for Asia. Just as a ship enters the frame, I look into the lens and close the show: "Like its bridge, Istanbul brings East and West together. With a complex weave of modern affluence, Western secularism, and traditional Muslim faith, it's a dynamic and stimulating city, well worth a visit."
The next day, I'm sitting in a taxi heading for Istanbul's Ataturk Airport. Driving along the coast, I scan the Bosphorus. A hundred freighters fill the sea -- a commotion of ships reminding me of the size of the D-Day landings. Each is filled with cargo for thriving economies. One by one, they enter this maritime bottleneck.
In the middle of the strait there's a construction site -- an industrial-strength pontoon island with heavy machinery digging down and then out. Istanbul is well on the way to constructing a tunnel under the Bosphorus. I trace the city's horizon with its misty minarets spiking up from the old town to the distant skyline where there is a wannabe-Shanghai forest of modern skyscrapers that tourists never visit.
Reaching the airport, I tip the taxi driver, selfishly holding back just enough local lira for a coffee. Enjoying a rare break with my iPod, I listen to Amy Winehouse while immersed in the sea of traveling people. I find I can appreciate the human drama of a crowded public scene better with music-pumping earphones obliterating the natural sound. An old woman weeps as the security line slowly swallows up her son, who's holding a reaching grandson in his arms. Water and shoes are okay here -- but my watch and belt need to come off. With a thump, my passport is stamped and shortly I'm out of Istanbul.
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Rick Steves (www.ricksteves.com) writes European travel guidebooks and hosts travel shows on public television and public radio. The new series of "Rick Steves' Europe" -- 13 shows, including Istanbul -- airs nationally on PBS stations starting in October. E-mail him at rick@ricksteves.com, or write to him c/o P.O. Box 2009, Edmonds, Wash. 98020.
(c)2008 RICK STEVES DISTRIBUTED BY TRIBUNE MEDIA SERVICES, INC.
This news arrived on: 08/27/2008
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