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Istanbullish

A day - and night - in the life of one of Europe's largest cities.

By Jeff Kavanagh In Commentary

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22nd January, 2011
Our taxi driver at Istanbul's Atatürk Airport was built like a bear. Silently relieving us of our heavy suitcases, he swung both bags like they were full of fresh air and plonked them in the back of a little yellow cab that seemed barely big enough to contain him, let alone me and my girlfriend. Once squeezed into the back seat, I remembered reading online about the dubious reputation of some of the city's taxi drivers and advice to check that the meter is switched on at the beginning of the journey. But as the meter was obscured by one of the driver's tree-trunk legs, I decided I'd ...

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