All roads lead to Galata from the Seven Hills… The journey across centuries begins with saffron and cinnamon. As you walk, you imbibe the magic of verses carved on ancient walls. A pinch of sesame, a twist of rolling tobacco, a sprinkling of Tonka seeds calls to the heart like the rich cacophony of cultures marking Galata’s past. Narrow stairs lead you spiraling above the rooftops of Istanbul as the stone walls emit the scent of the seven carnations in her soul and the wild figs that have grown from her soil for centuries. Here Istanbul lies beneath your feet, with the Maiden’s Tower, the city’s love, twinkling below. Remember! If you haven’t seen Istanbul from Galata Tower, then you haven’t seen her at all… Imbibe Istanbul from Galata Tower, experience a miracle …