After we were finished with
Topkapi Palace and a nap in nearby G
ülhane Park, we wandered toward the Spice Bazaar in search of food and souvenirs. Eventually satisfied with both, we made the long trek uphill back to the Apricot hotel, where we enjoyed a final evening listening to mosques from around the city competing with the Blue Mosque for the evening call to prayer.

(The evening would have been more enjoyable if I hadn't insisted on a late evening walk in search of "pide," the one Turkish food I hadn't sampled on our trip.)
At 3 a.m. the next morning we were waiting at the door of the hotel for an airport shuttle. 29 hours later it was 11 p.m. (on the same day), and we were descending an elevator at the Regina International Airport. Above the customs booths I noticed this ominous message:
Welcome to Saskatchewan . . .
"What does the ellipsis mean?" I wondered.
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