I began to search for the first stop - Galata with various software. On the detour, a few Asian faces made me feel uneasy and rising. The approaching eyes were not curiosity but research. The persistent strong wind did not make the fishermen on the bridge fewer. After 45 degrees of uphill and downhill * N times, I finally found it. As the highest point of sightseeing in Istanbul, the scenery was really good, and the good news was clouds. It began to disperse.