Orient Hostel, 7 Aussie girls and a bunch of traveling orphans

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Aya Sophia on our last night as a whole group

I've been traveling roughly on and off since 2002, and I took my first trip to Mexico for two weeks back in 1997... so I guess I can say I've been around the block a little bit... not as much as others, but I've seen my fair share.

So I give you that little prelude so that when I make this next statement it is not one said out of sentimental, naivety.

I have never experienced such a bonding mix of random people as I have and in such a short time as I did my first few weeks at the Orient Hostel. It all started when I befriended an Irish photographer/programmer who gave all up to travel and then later a rambunctious Aussie bloke, an alcoholic ex-bartender from Jersey and later seven Aussie girls. We later found we had all befriended not just each other, but the exact same people. We had also all gotten along, very well with the staff, the bartenders Ivor and Serder at the Orient Hostel.

Me and Graham ushering in the morning on top of the Orient.


The Orient became a beacon for us and a second home for those of us that needed a place to be familiar for a while. Many a night I returned from a late night out with my Turkish friends and saw that our crew was still going strong. More than five times we partied and drank and smoked the water pipe and talked deep things and not so deep things till the sun came up. We greeted the sun with a beer and a tired smile on more than five occasions and even helped Ivor with breakfast duties and always helped clean up our own shit.

 

To this day I’ve never seen people from so many different and random areas bond like this. And I’ve never met seven of the coolest, friendliest and most wild girls as I did in those seven Aussie gals.

Clint (Aus) Graham (Irish) Daniel (American) Serdar (Turk)
To this day I still keep in touch with all of them and there is a chance we will have our first reunion in Croatia this August. Through that time Serdar became my closest friend in Turkey and Ivor one of my longest known friends along with Kursat. To this day our group is still a legend at the Orient and that is quite a feet for a party atmosphere-geared environment like the Orient.

 

What makes the Orient so conducive to such moments is a very social open top floor café/bar and a roof terrace with a sick view of the Bosphorous on one end and the Aya Sophia and Blue Mosque on the other side. The staff at least when I was there, and later when I worked there is also the friendliest and most helpful on the block.

Efes and the Blue as a background... need I say more.
Apart from Sadi at reception at night… you won’t find a nicer group of staff on that jam packed street as you will at the Orient. Now I take that statement back if Serdar leaves the Orient because he is what makes the wheels go round there and makes everything run smoothly. He protectively looks after his customers (anyone that asks for his help gets it) and he socially includes outsiders and solo travelers with any easy and casual manner. Ivor was fired for loving a Turkish woman who happened to be our next door neighbor so he is no longer there, but God was he good for info and fun to pick on!!!

 

I highly suggest it and I will post a review of the Orient on this soon with all the details you need to book a room there. Book ahead in July and August and probably September as well and especially Anzac Day!
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Me and Graham ushering in the morn…
Me and Graham ushering in the mor…
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Clint (Aus) Graham (Irish) Daniel…
Efes and the Blue as a background.…
Efes and the Blue as a background…
Daniel striking his best pose
Daniel striking his best pose
Graham got the best pick...
Graham got the best pick...
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The always precious and beautiful…
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Rinaldo and Sally
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Ivor... a classic... a living cla…
Ania
Ania
yeah... same girl
yeah... same girl
Melissa
Melissa
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ugliest man i know :)) having tim…
Clint doing his dance
Clint doing his dance
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We had the idea to re-enact Da Vi…
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i said quit it... damn you alcohol.
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I blame evolution for this :))
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... ibane for sure. Serdar knows …
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Hasan caught in the act. He swore…
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Daniel huddled in a corner eating…
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Dirty, dirty american :))
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