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Back on the tour bus with a guide called Farti who has blasted us with more information than the National library on this area. We pass fields and fields of lush farm land producing everything from pomegranates to cotton. First stop The house of the Virgin Mary reported to be her last resting place. Next stop the Ephesus a city that has only been uncovered an estimated ...
... were destroyed by fire but the building remains & restoration is ongoing. Archeological work is continuous in Ephesus.
Selcuk was founded after an earthquake damaged Ephesus people moved away. Over time the earlier harbour became land. St John died there aged 92 & in 1870 the location of the House of Mary was confirmed. St John's Basilica was built there in 534AD. Lunch was a delicious item called Gozleme- ...
... knows we like the smaller roads.) The lane got narrower and narrower. As we made one last turn. TomTom had the last laugh. The lane ahead was a flight of stairs.... We had to double back down the hill - in reverse. Amazingly, we made it without a scratch.
We got back to the main road past the Red Basilica and found a small road that wound up the mountain toward the site of the ruins. It was ...
... a lot of what I expect a town in the Greek isles would look like. There were remnants of fishing and trade culture everywhere, like the stylized fish reliefs scattered along the facade of many of the local homes and shops. Of course since sailors are also known to love their grog there were advertisements for a beer known as Efes everywhere. This is the favorite beer of all of Turkey, and originates from the ancient town of Ephesus, which we are going to tomorrow. ...
... like undertakers and we all felt like lambs being led to the slaughter whilst the Maribou storks circled to pick not our bones but our pockets. This mood continued when we were led into this long dark room and seated around what could be a perfect place for a coffin. There was a hushed and respectful silence as we all waited to see what would happen next. It was not quite what I expected – the lights went off, then flashing neon lights and pumping music penetrated ...