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The Basilica Cistern

June 21, 2015

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Poor, marble Medusa head, condemned to spend the millenia upside down under the busy streets of Istanbul.

My memories of this place from 21 years before were of a quiet, almost secret place, a mystery under the city, where you could walk in near silence, listening to the sound of water dripping. Maybe we were there on a Tuesday morning in October, instead of a Saturday afternoon in June -- or maybe in the subsequent two decades word got out -- but this time was very different, as we negotiated our way through chattering herds of tourists disgorged from busses, now laughing and shouting and taking pictures with selfie sticks.