Day 9 (early afternoon)Temperature: 20 degrees
Weather: sunny day with clouds=============================
For lunch, a one hour stop was made along the highway at a town called Seydisehir.
Wandering around, it felt like a déjà vu. It felt as if I had seen the place before...... Well, having traveled to so many countries, this was bound to happen! However, it was a weird feeling!
Continuing on, the road brought us to even higher heights where greener pasture stood below. By now, the temperature was much warmer; I didn't need any jacket on.
A brief stop was made at a small market kiosk along the deserted road near a town called Akseki
where a local Turkish woman sold fruits and vegetables. She wore the country’s traditional clothing and gladly had her picture taken with all of us while we bought some fruits.
Descending from the Taurus mountains range, temples which once stood centuries ago were now starting to decorate the landscape. They lay in ruins scattered here and there but with a valid imagination, one could see the magnitude and beauty of it. I could.....whereas Michel!!! We were fast approaching Aspendos
where the best-preserved Roman theatre in the world stood.
The theatre was built in 161 AD and had a capacity of about 15 thousand people. It had a stage building at the front as an enclosure. Interestingly, it is still being used today during the summer months over a two weeks period to host an annual Opera and Ballet Festival. The amphitheatre had quite a history…..and here I was today making my mark on it. While I was deep in thoughts, Michel had other plans in mind as he headed up the steps, way up to the top of this huge complex.
Never one to stay behind, he was followed way up to the top where the stunning architecture and beautiful views from way above and below could be admired. Huge columns decorated the top as well as niches where statues once stood. We had an hour here to wander around and explore more in depth the structure. For Michel and I, that meant climbing all around!
Having found hidden steps, Michel was more of a daredevil than me and swiftly disappeared as he climbed way up to the very top of this huge Roman theatre. From the bottom, I could see his tiny little body waving back at me….. That was his way of leaving behind his very own mark at this historical site! By then it was 2:30pm. Monique :-)