When I was a child, my mother always said that she enjoyed watching the people at the zoo more than the animals. I have inherited her tendencies. While touring historic sites is intrinsically interesting, observing other people touring historic sites is a guilty delight! (And one that I liberally indulged in while in Istanbul.)
The woman dressed in all-orange at Aya Sofya (above) drew my eye immediately. Can you see her shimmery crystal hair clips? Have you noticed that her backpack is the exact same shade of orange as her winter suit? Watching her was interesting. Watching every single other person in Aya Sofya watch her, was fascinating.
I not only people-watched my way through Istanbul, I also started taking pictures of other people taking pictures. Partially this is due to me having a new fab camera that allows me to “shoot from the hip” using a swivel LCD screen. Partially this is because I fancy myself an amateur anthropologist of global humanity (like Jane Goodall with the chimps, only I don’t go deep enough to pick out ticks).
With little useful news on my “where next?” expat question, I instead present my odd gallery of photographs of strangers taking photographs in Istanbul. Are you serendipitously featured? Do tell!