Adana Hilton Sa
Sinan Pasa Mah 1 Sk No 1, Yuregir, Adana, Turkey 1220 Adana, Turkish Mediterranean Coast, 01280, Turkey
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Experiencing Adana
Today we headed westward to Adana, another city dating back 3000 years. Along the way we stopped at Karatepe, an archaeologically significant walled, neo-Hittite city dating from the eighth century BC. These remote and beautiful ruins are situated in the forested foothills of the Taurus Mountains at the edge of a lake. There is not much here as far as the extent of the ruins but it did give us a glimpse of what ...
Karatepe, St Paul's Ghost & Across the Taurus
... Brief stop at Cleopatra's Gate, the Roman Kancik Kapisi (="Gate of the *****"; the gate has little to do with Cleo except that she is thought to have met Mark Antony here in 41 BC).
Now it was time for some serious mountain driving. We headed due north into the majestic Taurus Mountains. Broom flowering a brilliant yellow; steep rockfaces; conifers clinging to the mountainsides; fast flowing rock strewn streams.
Stopped at the alpine village ...
Antioch Mosaics, Issos & Raki on the Roof
... Mediterranean coastal strip, all green & forested. But we turned left staying in rain shadow on our run south to Antioch. A fuelstop brought the customary cay but also a bonus - fresh red mulberries straight off the tree (plump & just right). Also a chance to finish off the last of our fabulous baklava from Gaziantep.The dry terrain continued right up to Antioch. Only when we got out in the city centre did we start to feel the ...
Two cigarettes each!
... drivers and we were on our way.
So we were dropped in Antakya outside a petrol station, no idea where we were, no one speaks English, its hot and our bags our heavy. We walk down the street and Max spots a bank, his theory being educated English speaking types work in banks. His idea payed off and we soon fond the bus station to get a taxi to Aleppo. This was probably one of the most intense ...
Turkey III
... lift around the bay to
Ceyan from one of the trucks carrying road building material. I drink
my tea and left under leg power rather than diesel, the road
consistency changes from from rubble through to stones and then gravel
and finally turns to sand. I was immobilized and forced to turn north
for lack of a 4x4 or better still, a horse. With the benefit of
hindsight this was why my tea-drinking chums thought it a good idea I
accept a ...



