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... shadows over the colossal statues that are located there. The summit is famous because it was the tomb of a local king named Antiochos, who ruled over the region known as Commagene during the 1st century BC. After flattening out the rock on the summit, he constructed a tomb that was eventually covered over with a 55-meter-high mound of rocks and dirt, and the artificially-shaped cone on the summit is a quite distinct feature of the surrounding landscape. In addition ...
... though. It is 40TL each for B&B and a chicken barbecue dinner is around 20TL. We wolf it down with Efes and wine, very hungry after a long day covering 660km from Van.
It is strange being in the middle of nowhere with no idea of the surroundings. The crickets chirrup, the heavens are filled with stars, there is an altitude chill to the air, but what it looks like will have to wait for the ...
... planned to visit at sunrise the next day, but we got to our hotel much earlier than we'd anticipated due to the frequent ferries across the Euphrates. We had heard that sunset on top of the mountain wasn't as crowded as sunrise, so we decided to go for sunset the night we got in (and, conveniently, sleep in the next morning).
Two hours before sunset, we drove 15 minutes to the site's car park, and walked the remaining 600 meters to ...
... lunch we visited a bottle shop and bought some red wine to take up to Mt Nemrut to drink as we watched the sunset.
We checked into our Hotel Zeus and got sorted for our late afternoon adventure. Cameras , jumpers & our wine were the call of the day. We had to use two small buses to get up there as the roads are too narrow. We stopped at a few places along the way. The first being a Mountain which is the burial ...
... all up to head back to the vans. He's very concerned about the weather and the roads. I gather the rain parka around me and my camera again. The wind is strong, blowing the rain like hard pellets against us. I can barely walk down the few steps to the parking lot and then on to a nearby van-which luckily is one of ours, although not the one I rode up in.
We head back down the mountain toward Kahta. The windows of our little van are steamed up and we're cold and wet. ...