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The curates egg.
Good in places.
Not so good in others.
So, from the safety of far away
Laurence (Bin Ridin) put at hex on us. Motoring along at a fairly
strong pace we were apprehended by the local constabulary or the
Jandarma Traffik as they are known here. After almost an hour at the
roadside we were presented …
... world heritage listed. We took an early morning balloon flight to see the Cappadoccia region from the air. The spectacle of many balloons drifting down the valleys and rising up over the hills was as amazing as the geological formations themselves. We later visited a number of lookouts at ground level, and also walked around an open air museum of a number of Christian churches carved into the hillside. They were small, hollowed out and cave like, with frescoes on ceilings and walls. ...
... and makes travel easier and more comfortable. Turkey seems to be doing quite well economically. Where emigration for employment, particularly to Germany, was common in the past, now it appears that opportunities are greater in Turkey than in many other European countries. The current government has been actively seeking inclusion in the European Union, but we did not hear much enthusiasm for this from folks we met. The path to inclusion, not the end is ...
... at Bellisimra before heading off on the second half of this wonderful hike through the Ihlara Valley.
Along the way, we had to climb some huge wooden staircases in order to reach the churches which are carved right into the rock faces.
Every step was torture but was worth it given: the views of the interior, the churches themselves from the outside ass well as their position in ...
... had even got out of town, and then some more after we did. Second: we were struggling to keep these things upright, on the road and running. Third: we had completely forgotten the feeling of frozen bodies zooming along roads trying to control the functions of a motorbike.
Somehow within all of that, we found an underground city that stole Emma’s air and composure, where she made a frantic backtracking effort to escape it’s tiny-tunneled-death-trap. ...