Monday, July 8, 2013

Last days in Cappadocia, Turkey

Faruk's youngest son.

Delicious breakfast buffet at Kismet Cave House

Our clothes drying on the rooftop of Kismet. You can see the top of our fairy cave.

The view of Goreme town.

Everywhere you look you see these ancient cave homes and churches

After Phyllis and Gwenn arrived we all went out for dinner. I had never seen this puffy bread before.

Carpet market on the way to view point after dinner.

Carpets drying outside a home on the way up to the hilltop

Yet another interesting cave dwelling

Many tourists and some locals go uphill for view of sunset every day

View of Rose Valley to the backside

Unfortunately, we didn't have time to do a horse ride through the valley

If Maya were still alive we would have definitely rented horses

A tourist takes in the view at sunset

The sun sets over the town of Goreme, Turkey

Michelle, with her aunt Phyllis, and our new friend Michelle

Phyllis at sunset

Michelle at sunset
Another example of ancient Cappadocia architecture

Night falls over downtown Goreme as we walk home to our cave hotel.

The next morning I was up at 4:30 a.m. so Faruk invited me to join his family for some work in the orchard. The youngest boy slept, but the littlest girl woke up later.

It was cool to watch the launching of all the hot air balloons while we worked.

They all came our direction because of the wind. When Michelle and I went up a few days ago, all the balloons floated over the town instead.

Hard at work weeding the grapes

Neesa woke up crying, so her mom brought her into the field.

Faruk was yelling at them to go away. Of course he was joking and they were waving at us.

Another shot of the gringa helping with the weeding.
This guy runs his hotel, is doing construction on a new home, and works his crops. I don't know when he rests.

Faruk stopped to buy bread for the breakfast buffet and for his family.

The baker at work at 7 a.m. when we came back from weeding.

A last look at our charming cave room.

Michelle was especially excited to see that we have a bathtub, which I actually used once during our 4 days in Goreme at the Kismet Cave House.
Phyllis is mapping out our route with Faruk and our driver who speaks Turkish and German. That means I get to interpret for the other 3 women while we're traveling together.

Our hosts, Faruk and his lovely wife, bid us farewell

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