What the Butler Saw - Istanbul
Originally published in Explore magazineExcerpt
"Allow me, madam," says Samil Sahin, white gloves whisking away suitcases.
Samil is the sort of man who can whip up an Espresso Martini blindfolded while calculating the precise amount of time it takes to sail across the Bosphorus Strait.
He is my butler.
"Ask me for an elephant and I will ask you what colour," he chirrups, steering towards a plush ivory lounge in the foyer. …