I feel sure you are glad about Bursa, but your congratulations are too half-hearted.
It was at Bursa that I ate, for the first time, caviare and olive oil.
In consequence, they notified to me that we must separate, and I was obliged to set off for Bursa.
They made their way to Bamberg, but there was no room for them in the Bursa.
The chief of this caravan was called Hoyarbarach; ...