Yesterday we barely made our plane to Turkey, much to the annoyance of the passengers that had to wait for about an hour for us to arrive. But we are here, and that's all that really matters right now.
So I'm sitting on the patio that is right above our hotel swimming pool, contemplating on whether or not I'm going to pretend that I have gotten lost and somehow not make it onto the bus tomorrow morning, so that I can live in Cappadocia forever... I've seriously fallen in love with this place. It not only is dry and warm (which would be good for my general well-being) , but the scenery is magnificent. Its as if the good Lord shaped this place with his bare hands and not only called it 'good', but excellently precious in his sight. The sun seems to shine extra lovingly upon all that lives and breathes here, and the wind does not howl, because it is perfectly content.
Today we visited the Gerome Open Air Museum, which was a plethora of houses and churches, carved into the side of lava formed cliffs. These places were amazing! It was like lightly stepping into a whole other world. Late in the day we went and visited the pottery shop of Chez Galip, one of the most famous potters in Turkey. Having taken some pottery classes before, I was in awe of this man's craftsmanship. He wheeled a masterpiece (one that he considered junk) in a matter of seconds; something that could take me hours. After the day, we retired to our rooms and then went to eat dinner at the extravagant buffet provided by our hotel. There I helped myself to bread with dipping oil and herbs. A perfect ending to a wonderful day.
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