08.04.2007 25 °C
Oh my god. The past week has been a whirlwind of activity. First of all, I left Istanbul for Cappadocia, and took a tour and explored this area, it's got these strange rock formations caused by volcanic erruptions, over 200 ancient underground cities, and limitless caves that served as houses, early churches, and communal spaces. It was cold there though -- it snowed a few times! I took another night bus to Antalya, with a friend. After I got off the bus, my neck had this huge crick, a giant knot and I was paralyzed and seriously crying from the pain. My body is in a crisis now... a Turkish masseuse helped me realize what a state I am in... I can't wait to get home and resume a healthy diet and exercise... and YOGA my god.
Anyways Antalya was nice. Planned to stay a while but ended up hopping in a rental car with Nat, a fellow dreadlocked Australian girl, one of the most incredible and inspiring people I have met so far. We looked like quite a sight, were mistaken for a lesbian couple a lot of times too! Anyways we visited ruins at Falesis and Olimpos, drove over rivers and slept in a bungalow. We stayed up late with some Canadians by the light of the Chimera's breath, eternal unexplainable flames that burst from the rock at this particular mountain.
The next day we moved to Kale Koy, saw the sunken city at Kekova, and made some friends with a boat. We climed to a castle for another one of those sunset things, and cruised through the stars, parting the black water into sprays mirroring the night sky, with phosphorus particles glowing like stars. We cuddled into the boat and slept.
Upon sunrise we bolted up, carried on to Pamukkale. Got ourselves sorted at the old internet cafe that caters to every need, and climbed up the white mountain, famous for it's calcified rock and pools of water. We slipped and slid with the best of Turkish children and families. Came back for the ruins at night time. Made for Selcuk but had to stop to sleep along the way, in a clean cheap hotel found by a random lovely Turkman.
On the fourth day we rose again, and found ourselves in Selcuk. After a turkish breakfast, saw the ruins in all their splendor. Nat left and I returned to the ruins via motorbike with some man. I can't describe the feeling I get amongst the old rocks and columns, the temples overgrown with poppies and fig trees, the vibrations of wind in the tall pines and the bushes and herbs and grasses of spring in ancient Roman cities. Life is good.