Late on Monday evening went off. Over all possible ways, about 100-YB Supporters made their way to Istanbul. With me it was about 20 YB-Fans on Easy Jet Late on Monday evening from Basel to Istanbul Sabiha Gokcen, the airport in the Asian part of the city on the Bosphorus were flying. Arrive in Istanbul at half past three at night. My fellow passengers Lüku South America had organized for us there a transportation option in the European part of our hostels, which he had also booked for us. Our "Guide" received us with a YB-scarf around his neck and we did the first time the experience is the follower of the other two big clubs in Istanbul, Galatasaray and Besiktas are not speak too well to Fener and treat ourselves from the heart to win would. Our hostels were in the district Beyöglu near the Galata Bridge to the past in the Eminonu Altstadt-part leads into the impressive buildings such as the Blue Mosque are. After we had received more YB fans who had flown to Stuttgart, we went to our hostel.
Once there first times the shock. The room in which we should to kip fourth was smaller than a storage room, served with three bunk beds, so you just going across the room to the window came. The door and the windows were open only half because each was a bed in the way ... and the heat in the room was unbearable. Because we were very tired but we laid out for better or worse ... to suddenly down the street to listen to familiar voices. Polo, simulation, and Mani Matutu porn stood suddenly in front of our hostel. No sooner had I myself complained about the room, Polo said they had at their hotel or a bed free. I do not let me two say, grabbed my things and left the establishment in a hurry. However, I had left one out of eight. Your hotel was situated in Kadikoy on the Asian side of the city and was only accessible by taxi on the Bosphorus Bridge (which was long and expensive) or by ferry, which, however, would go only about one and a half hours later. Despite the 24 hours that I was now on his feet, had the prospect of a real bed and a working shower again but revitalizing effect :-) So we walked through the streets are virtually deserted Istanbul contrary to the ferry terminal, the state of our two musicians from Mani porn were too few amusement (the guys who does not know the way: http://www.maniporno.ch/).
Unfortunately, drove the first ferry before 6 clock. So we had rumbringen another 50 minutes anyway, but this thanks young cats (yes, four-legged) and a photo session with a Poser fisherman went quite quickly. Slowly, the city awoke to life and slowly it was recognized on the other side, parts of the old town. Istanbul is truly a wonderful city and all the domes and minarets give the morning light again a very special atmosphere. For this, the prayer calls of the muezzin from the numerous speakers of the mosques the whole combine to an almost fairy-tale image. And a frühmörgentliche Shipping has definitely really something, to a hot Cai (pronounced tschai, the famous Turkish tea) of the fatigue and fight a little. Arriving at the hotel it was the first to sneak into the room which worked. But sleeping with was still nothing. Binggis and Mätthu (Mani just porn) but were now certainly in top form and played me in the morning to seven in the hotel room yet Wölfli their new song. was a beautiful image :-)
After a few hours sleep, it also once again to crawl out of bed and the day to use something else. We wanted the team Mani Porno welcome to their hotel. Since we were just a little in time, we provided us two taxis and headed to the team hotel. The 5-star hotel was somewhere out there and unfortunately it was not funny when the manager Mani Porno their material building up outside the hotel entrance. So we just had to avoid on the sidewalk outside the hotel. After some waiting in the heat of the Mannschaftscar Istanbul finally came rolling in, accompanied by several police vehicles. Immediately when the bus finally stopped outside the hotel, there was a "delegation" to the players and Spycher Raimondi back to the entrance. They were happy to clear the special reception. Then we were invited by Stefan Niedermaier still in the hotel bar and the previously little-repellent Manager was by the Head Manager of erstetzt been warmly welcomed ;-)
Finally we went to the hopeless search for a bus stop and finally took it back to taxi to the port of Kadikoy reach. There we wanted to take booked a few other people including those Lord of the hostel where I was and still wanted to play the violin my opinion ;-)
Once there, they said the boys were still about 15 minutes away. So I suggested Mani porn before but on the pitch a little too spontaneous concert. What they then did. Mani Porno live in Istanbul, a wonderful experience :-) The many people passing by looked even bargain a little surprised, and some stopped at the special Because the concert was going to watch more closely. Suddenly, was also on the VIP crew of the YB-flight next to us, including Paolo Collaviti, VIP Oberfan Christopher S. (target not sound disrespectful is really almost always there and away) did Schnurri and even the nation, the army Beni Turn legendary performance by Mani porn pay his respects. What Polo of course, immediately took advantage with his childhood idol to Beni to shoot a photo. It was truly a magnificent sight as people stopped and partly amused, partly Passing by without grooving and driven in part completely helpless watching the
:-) Finally, the whole issue from degenerated into a talent show for children as an extended family took to singing. simply wonderful.
Then we ate something and finally set about the Asian side of the city to take a closer look under the microscope. What struck immediately. It was all somehow a little calmer and more tranquil than in the European part. And hell of a lot cheaper. The call will be the Kadıköy district of an Alternative-agreed completely. Everywhere small bars and cafes where you could make themselves comfortable on the street outside. So we left we finally settled in a bar and the first beer went into the round. And because it was so nice sitting there, we stayed the same and the Efes tasted better and better. In the evening we left finally after a very fine finish eating in a pub. The beer flowed again as if there were no tomorrow ;-) And this made contact with the locals a lot easier. Many of the English speaking people meet, but with a Fener fan we spoke beautifully about an hour, he was Swiss German Turkish we
:-) The next morning, awake my first hangover. Since I had agreed with Polo and simulation ewtas yet to see more of the city but it was very practical. The two were already up and waiting, finally the ferry port at me. Binggis Mätthu and preferred to sleep off their intoxication even further and stayed in bed. We took the ferry over to the European part and then ran with incredible heat over the Galata Bridge on the countless Fischer stand over to Eminonu. There we walked through a bazaar. Impressions were sensational was to have this The fresh loaves of cheese, spices, baked goods, meat and whatever else that was needed. Very interesting the way the many French loan words used in Turkish. The cable car is the "Teleferik", the funicular is the "Funicular" or the charcuterie is the "Şarkütery" After a delicious lamb Kepab enfliehen the heat and we wanted somewhere we sit in the shade. We went again on the Galata Bridge took the "funicular" on the other side to the big shopping street which ended on Takshim Square. Once at the top, hit we were part of USBE in a nice restaurant that in a small alley and joined us to them. The beer tasted very good again, even though 13 Turkish lira, but were greatly exaggerated. In the Asian part, we had paid for another 4 lira .... This allowed us the time to the departure of the buses that would bring us to the stadium in a few bars pass in the shade. It was still hot when we were finally warped to the buses. The ride to the stadium took about 45 minutes where we crossed the great Bosphorus Bridge in the Asian part where the Sukru Saracoglu Stadium, Fener is. The East Stand had made for all yellow shirts with a beautiful motif on it, the we got on the bus. Again and again, great ideas, thank you for it.
Ultimately we had about two hours before kick-off at the stadium. The security checks were quite rigorous, so we could reinehmen no change with that one then inside when they bought drinks, but again as a small monetary return money received, another issue is .... Most were already in, a sudden commotion arose. Suddenly, probably had the sector head feel like a big show and told a group, the banners and poles which can be had extra concern in the afternoon and according to the Fener delegation that was in the previous week in Bern, should also be allowed inside to increase. The intervention of the fan work took as little as that of the YB-makers. Finally, it was a smart lady called the "very good English and was first announced as" interpreter, "but suddenly, but for the" organization "was responsible. Started a long back and forth and finally we got after all the flags of the group ever in the block. The rods were allowed to continue but not purely because this was a "national law", the lady brought the grounds under which it is alleged by the Fener delegation had no flags given the OK for that perhaps this was the police who also with people was the first leg in Bern. To my objection that the police will not know its own laws, it was not even a first. I Finally, her ranking from the acknowledgment that if we would only see a flag with a pole in the stadium, we would get our well. Of course, appeared briefly before the game starts on a sector wide swing flags. I went with the YB-YB-Fanverantwortlichen and the security chief at once to get down to the flagpoles. Unfortunately, the lady traced a moment ago and the sector boss wanted to dig out the bars, of course, under any circumstances ... Well, running as the dependent probably there :-)
to play I have to say nothing. A great performance of our boys with the peak by Bienvenu who scored just before the break, scored the winning goal. However, it is annoying when you have the fighten guys on the pitch and then we see the game in Bellinzona thinks back .... In the block was the tension felt so frenetic then fell out of the goal celebrations and incredible scenes which took place as the one part, so could see on TV :-) That's all I really need not to write :-) And as Wölfli saved with a grand parade in injury time to win, there was no stopping. An incredible experience. Especially as the Turkish fans and we made the well-YB greatest compliment when she clapped loudly as the team thanked him after the game with us. Big sport. I was totally exhausted after the game and could barely stand more clearly what many went that way. My new shirt was dripping wet and the sweat-am-back-is-cool-group was clearly in the majority. After some waiting, we finally were able to leave the block and around 120 people divided into two buses. One went back to the European part where some suggested still powerful over the traces which an MMS to just after five clock in the morning proved :-) And despite advance notice that person, the evening to end "all seröis, ieu, ieu: -) On the bus to the airport the gates were also opened again, the half bottle of warm vodka went through the rows of seats and raised especially for me again a few spirits. At the airport was briefly taken a Mob Photo and finally it was the about three hours of waiting until our plane took off with a jumper. As the gates were open containing before, this was done mainly with drinking beer, and yes it was the last lira to sell off even while it was of very good :-)
The plane was like with the surprisingly one-way full and so some passengers watched with slightly twisted bag on the pile dressed in yellow of the still rapidly incorporated in a bottle of brandy. On the plane then was then, however, fast times alone. Except for Däru and me :-) We were like us before a Turkish family from Burgdorf and überraschendwerweise the extremely beautiful daughter not at all pissed off one row behind her was still the bear and a quilted Kalimotxo was mixed to the other. The mother of the family was very pleasant and so passed the journey with open locks and nice discussions as in flight. :-) höhö short after half past six clock in the morning we landed in Basel and after I finally got home at nine we went to bed for two hours and then right back to work :-)
A from A to Z Auflug successful, a wonderful city, with incredibly hospitable and helpful people, an incredible game, and many impressions. Ewtas the hottest thing I was able to experience so far with YB. All passengers a great Merci.
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