March 24, 2017 / 18:53
The wonder of the pinewood
In Istanbul its increasingly difficult to remember that our world isnt comprised entirely of concrete and glass.
23 January 2014 Thursday 00:36
In Istanbul its increasingly difficult to remember that our world isnt comprised entirely of concrete and glass. Luckily this city has a few surprises left in store. One of which is only a few hundred meters from Haci Osman Metro station. Rough and unkept, unlike Emirgan Park or Belgrad Forest, is a large, and largely unused, pine wood. Although its open to the public, its not open to cars although, unfortunately, it did seem to be open to the odd motorcycle.
A few hundred meters from the entrance, you begin to lose sight of anything but the stands of pine. A blue sky looms overhead, and sunlight filters through the branches. Soon the city disappears, and aside from the wail of the occasional siren, you hear little more than the wind through the trees. Stray a little from the beaten paths and youll soon feel the soft springy carpet of pine needles underfoot. Its then that you can occupy yourself with the important things in life such as locating the perfect pine cone.
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