Smoking Nargile In Istanbul
A hookah pipe is called a nargile in Turkey. It’s a surprisingly popular activity among Istanbullus of all ages, and we partook in quite a few smoking sessions ourselves. You can order tobacco in a variety of flavors, and spend hours lounging around, smoking and drinking tea.
The nargile has long been a prominent part of Turkish culture, although the introduction of cigarettes led to a serious decline in its stature. Lately, though, it’s been making a comeback among young people. It’s completely different to smoking a cigarette. You take your time with a nargile, and usually smoke with a group of friends. It’s social, and a lot more tranquil than hurriedly puffing down a cigarette as you rush off down the sidewalk.
Besides which, it tastes great. Apple is the mainstay, but you can try cherry, banana, coffee, orange or melon flavors, in addition to many others. Our personal favorite was a mix of a apple and mint, and we had a few favorite places in which to smoke it: the Perla Kallavi rooftop cafe off Istiklal Caddesi, the cafes at Tophane, Erenler Nargile near the Grand Bazaar, the courtyard of the Re Cafe in Kadiköy, and the Ağa Kapısı near Süleymaniye, which has a view over the Golden Horn. But in just about any corner of the city, we could find a good spot (and invent a good excuse) to sit down for a couple hours with a pipe.
Locations: Perla | Tophane Cafes | Erenler Nargile | Ağa Kapısı | Re Cafe
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if this was in amsterdam you could fill the pipe with something more pleasing and probably a lot less bad for you than tobacco. 🙂
I agree with Joel…lol ! Mike seemed to be enjoying his way too much 😉 Alas, I gave up smoking, but in the long run will be better for my health.
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They created bongs for the sticky green, as much as I love the herb it needs to be kept out of a hookah. Besides all the resin would ruin the hookah and ghost the hose.
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