Les Maisons de Cappadoce
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... it with us. The woman who welcomed us daily into the Cappadocian Cuisine restaurant was a gem. Her eyes were shining with life. Her entire family worked in the restaurant. She was the greeter. She told us of how her son and husband also ran the bike and quad rental down the street. Openly sharing with us her stories. I wanted to take her photo, and she obliged graciously. I'm not sure what it was , but it was like she could see into your soul. What a kind and generous ...
... was time for bed, big day tomorrow.
Today we are going ballooning!!!!! Just a wee bit excited, hope we don’t crash though. So we are taken to a meeting point where apparently my name has changed as they couldn’t understand my hand writing, not sure why as I wrote Steve’s as well and his was right?? Anyway, it is also Alex’s b’day today (boy Alex that is) so we sang him a nice and early happy ...
... by patient erosion. It is windswept and proudly scoured, displaying every tool in God's workshop to carve, scrape and form over aeons of time. God's favorite color palate here is brown, variated in every hue the eye can see. Cappadocia is a dramatic, bracing landscape. But it is also, I quickly found, an even more compelling soulscape, a place where normal life patterns and thoughts immediately blush with insignificance and are swiftly superseded ...
... We only had time to visit one which had some frescoes in good condition and surprisingly you could take photos. We then had a fairly easy 4km hike through the valley which was very green as it has a small river still running through it. We stopped for morning tea at a river side cafe which had small covered platforms built over a shallow part of the river with cushions and tables and chairs and tables actually in the river. Towards the end we saw many more doors and windows and pigeon ...
... Ian and I had a swim overlooking the mountains. That night we got back and one of the staff had arrived with what seemed a 30L canister of petrol. However he soon explained that he’d just brought it from a villager up in the mountains and it was in fact Raki. A shot later and we discovered it was the strongest stuff we’d tasted so far.
The next morning and we were off to Ucinj, a town near the Albanian border. It is about ...
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- Continental Breakfast
- Room service
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Wheelchair accessibility
- Business Services