Trip Start Apr 29, 2006
143Trip End Nov 15, 2007
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HURRAY, the visas have come through.
Panorama Camping, GOREME
I hurriedly caught a taxi to pick up all the visas from the Iranian Embassy. When I arrived, the visas had not been signed yet and the commissioner was in a meeting. Waiting is not really my forte, but wait I did.
After a long talk with a British motor cyclist, Andy, and with the embarrassed clerk at the Embassy (who had told us on the phone the visas were ready), I finally had the signed visas and our passports in my hot little hand. Yeah, we were off to Cappadocia, our last touristie thing in Turkey.
The 300km drive to Cappadocia was enjoyable and scenic, mostly dry but we crossed a river several times, where the lucky sheep, goats and cows grazed.
It seems that one vehicle per family is more than enough. The family tractor can hold quite a few people. Usually the eldest son drives with mother and father each on a wheel arch. The rest of the relatives are either on the load or on a make shift trailer. Some families get around on a small motor bike with a hand made side car which can carry a few more people or lots of goods. The motor bikes on their own often carry 3 people, none with helmets.
Panorama Camping was just that, a panoramic view over a large part of Goreme, Cappadocia. So pretty at night. Some of the conical homes were lit up from the ground, the lights from the village dotted the landscape like lights on a Christmas tree. We had our own private concrete terrace where we sat and gazed at the awesome sight of Cappadocia.
Lynn, Lou and I had a swim in the caravan park swimming pool, the water was tepid from the sunny day. We were looking forward to our first hot shower in about a week. One of the taps was broken which meant just one women's shower for the whole park. Keeping things tidy and in good working order seems unimportant here in Turkey, this surprises me, what with so many people to do the work and the wages so low.
Des was busying himself fixing the latch from the hatch on the camper, which we have been holding together with a knife and a roll of toilet paper the last couple of nights.
There is a vicious guard dog living at the park, on a chain, thank goodness. We watched him snap at some unsuspecting passers by and can't understand why he is kept on the premises with children around. When he barks, his long tail spins around in circles, which is hilarious to watch.