Experiencing a city through someone’s memories

Finished reading my first English novel!

My intention was, instead of consulting ordinary travel guides, I'm going to use Pamuk's work as a guidebook for my Istanbul trip this summer. Now the funny thing is, after finished the novel, I feel like the journey is ending and I’m leaving this city, and it makes me sad to say good bye to a dear friend who shares so much with me along the journey. I didn't expect to have such kind of attachment to a place that I’ve never been to, and now I don't know if I can walk on the streets of Istanbul without feeling him around.