Yes, I want to go back to Istanbul on my bike. I hitch-hiked there over forty years ago, but my wife wasn't happy that I wanted to go alone and I can understand that- who wouldn't. So then I asked a mate to come on my
Italian Job trip- a trip to the Alps as in the-yes- The Italian Job. (Remember the opening scene of someone driving a Lamborghini or a Ferrari up a pass with 'On Days Like These' on the sountrack? Well, I want to do better than that, I want to do it on a bike

) Well, before that could happen my mate, who ten years previously had been a BA captain flying Jumbos and as fit as a fiddle had three strokes, two heart attacks and now epileptic fits. So Gwyndaf will not be coming any time soon, I fear.
You don't need to know why I want to go back to Istanbul, but you might enjoy a look at Fred Reed's writings about this wonderful, bizzare, fascinating place at
http://www.fredoneverything.net/Istanbul.shtml That's the place I stayed at, in the same year, 1969, at the Gulhame Cineb (spelling??) in the Sultan Ahmet district between the waterfront and the Blue Mosque. I wrote to Fred and he says that the area has been flattened by now, but I'd still like to go back there.
Sorry, where was I- yes, taking my wife with me on a trip. As I said I fully understand her anxiety should I go off alone (or even with friends) but taking her with me seems the reasonable thing to do. She's not too keen on Istanbul, though, a bit too Wily and Oriental for her tastes. The Dordogne should fit the bill nicely for now, I think.
And I really
don't want to sell that bike I've owned for 30 years.