Kemal's Guest House
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- Continental Breakfast
- Airport Transportation
- Non-smoking hotel
- Multilingual staff
- High-speed internet in room
TripAdvisor Reviews Kemal's Guest House Goreme
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... op that was created to try and retain some of the population, as many people were moving to Istanbul for work. It trains women to hand-weave carpets, by providing training for 1 year in the factory and then sends them home with equipment to make it. They employ 7000 women and they get 75% of the sale price. We also got to see how they get their silk. Made me think of my childhood, feeding mulberry leaves to the silk worms. Guess we could have been very rich if ...
... that I had 3 daughters, something the young Ibraham had taken note of, for next we went to a Jewelry factory. I won't go into detail here in case our girls read this, suffice to say they ae all going to be very happy girls were we come home! This factory was followed by a chocolate and Turkish delight factory, and finally a pottry studio that was a veritable Aladdin's cave. Never have I seen artwork like this, and if Brad and I ever get a spare $22,000, I'm going ...
... we were cliffed-out or where the descent would have been only suitable for a mountain goat. there was some good knowing and guessing and some turning around and backtracking. luckily the scenery astounded no matter which of those options we ended up with. we admired two things mainly. the natural beauty (see the above descriptons). and also, as is often the case, the amazingness of humans to use what they have. the area is rich in pillars and caves and tunnels. and ...
... structures and decided that another force must have been responsible for their being and called then fairy houses.
We headed first to Aydin Kiragi - a lookout which led down into a valley. We walked down to Gorkun Dere - encountering some pretty slippery rock formations as we entered the valley itself and got a perspective of the changing rock variations along the way.
At the bottom there was a little handicrafts stall and juice cart and of course we took ...
There is a knock on our hotel room door at ten to five in the morning. I am up and about but the other two are still asleep. Come, Come the balloon bus is waiting.
It's our early mornIng wake up call. The silly old Germans have forgotten to put their phone time forward one hour since we entered Greece, and so are are snoring on, blissfully unaware of the time. I thought 4:45 was the wake up time, ...