Emirgan Park spills down a steep wooded hillside above the Bosphorus, and in April its lawns become rivers of tulips, planted by the million for the city's spring festival. The rest of the year it is a grove of old plane and cypress trees, ponds and terraces on a slope facing the water. Three small pavilions — one yellow, one pink, one white — sit among the trees, left from the estate's years as a private garden and now run as the park's cafés. The city took the grounds over and opened them to the public in the mid-1900s.
The grove runs to some 470,000 square metres of ridge and slope, so almost every path is a climb; the Bosphorus stays hidden behind plane and cypress until you reach the top. The festival takes some three and a half million bulbs here alone, in around a hundred and twenty-five varieties, out of roughly thirty million planted across Istanbul. Beyond April the beds go back to lawn and the grove returns to the neighbourhood — dog walkers, students, families with a kettle, and the ponds and terraces to themselves.