Day 5
This one is fairly short, and has no photos. The short version goes as follows:
We got on a bus at Cannakale. We got off the bus at Selcuk, some 7 or 8 hours later.
The longer version includes a few bits after that, such as the guy who accosted us at the otogar in Selcuk and asked us if we needed any help finding a place to stay, and then got very offensive when we said no. And having the worst meal of our journey in Turkey. I think we should have got the idea when there was noone else at the restaurant, but we didn't. We should have got a hint when we ordered drinks, and the waiter wandered up the street and came back a couple of minutes later with a clinking paper bag. Anyway, I'd recommend against that restaurant, if only I could remember what it was called. Mind you, I doubt it'll be in business long...
Coming into the town, the first sight that captures your eye is the crusader castle which sits atop the only hill in the river-plain town. A Turkish flag flies from the top of it, and you're not allowed into it as it's a military... something-or-other. We never found out. I'd really have liked to wander around inside a crusader castle. I guess I'll just have to wait 'til we do Syria-Jordan-Egypt, huh Gen?
We wandered around Selcuk after arriving and having shaken off the tosser at the otogar. We were told by the hostel that they had a pool, and trust me, when you're in Turkey in summer, a pool sounds like a good idea. They mentioned to us that you had to walk a couple of streets to get to it - that was alright by us. Unfortunately they were understating somewhat, and the pool turned out to be most of the way to Ephesus. It was certainly refreshing once we got there, but the amount of green stuff on the sides and bottom made the idea of putting your feet down slightly less than appetising. I think that growing up in New Zealand has spoiled me slightly. Still, the pool was, in spite of everything, very welcome. By the time we came to walk back to town, it was through the (relative) cool of the evening. Walking there along the side of the road, the temperature pleasant, the land stretching out ancient and alien and beautiful around me, I thought "I could get used to this." Turkey is not the lush green of New Zealand, it doesn't have the rugged alpine grandeur or the fertile rolling land, but it undoubtedly has a beauty of it's own.
Getting back to town and having a truly awful meal, we proceeded to wander the town, seeing the sights. There were bits and pieces of an aqueduct in varying states of repair, but generally there wasn't really too much to see. We went back to the hostel to get some sleep, because the next day we were heading to Ephesus, the place I'd most looked forward to seeing.
We got on a bus at Cannakale. We got off the bus at Selcuk, some 7 or 8 hours later.
The longer version includes a few bits after that, such as the guy who accosted us at the otogar in Selcuk and asked us if we needed any help finding a place to stay, and then got very offensive when we said no. And having the worst meal of our journey in Turkey. I think we should have got the idea when there was noone else at the restaurant, but we didn't. We should have got a hint when we ordered drinks, and the waiter wandered up the street and came back a couple of minutes later with a clinking paper bag. Anyway, I'd recommend against that restaurant, if only I could remember what it was called. Mind you, I doubt it'll be in business long...
Coming into the town, the first sight that captures your eye is the crusader castle which sits atop the only hill in the river-plain town. A Turkish flag flies from the top of it, and you're not allowed into it as it's a military... something-or-other. We never found out. I'd really have liked to wander around inside a crusader castle. I guess I'll just have to wait 'til we do Syria-Jordan-Egypt, huh Gen?
We wandered around Selcuk after arriving and having shaken off the tosser at the otogar. We were told by the hostel that they had a pool, and trust me, when you're in Turkey in summer, a pool sounds like a good idea. They mentioned to us that you had to walk a couple of streets to get to it - that was alright by us. Unfortunately they were understating somewhat, and the pool turned out to be most of the way to Ephesus. It was certainly refreshing once we got there, but the amount of green stuff on the sides and bottom made the idea of putting your feet down slightly less than appetising. I think that growing up in New Zealand has spoiled me slightly. Still, the pool was, in spite of everything, very welcome. By the time we came to walk back to town, it was through the (relative) cool of the evening. Walking there along the side of the road, the temperature pleasant, the land stretching out ancient and alien and beautiful around me, I thought "I could get used to this." Turkey is not the lush green of New Zealand, it doesn't have the rugged alpine grandeur or the fertile rolling land, but it undoubtedly has a beauty of it's own.
Getting back to town and having a truly awful meal, we proceeded to wander the town, seeing the sights. There were bits and pieces of an aqueduct in varying states of repair, but generally there wasn't really too much to see. We went back to the hostel to get some sleep, because the next day we were heading to Ephesus, the place I'd most looked forward to seeing.
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