|View overlooking today's town. For centuries people lived in the rock homes.|
Sunday, 21 October 2012
3rd day of our small bus group tour
|Bird houses. They carved out spaces to attract birds|
inside and then collected the guano for fertilizer.
|Wild dates. Really related to olives but taste like dates|
As I mentioned previously, there were 14 people in our tour group. The other 12 people all signed up for the hot air balloon adventure over Cappadocia. Bill and I opted to abstain. We have done hot air balloons over Napa Valley in California; and, while we enjoyed the experience very much, having done it once was enough for us. We could not justify the cost of 145 Euro each to do it again. Besides, Cappadocia was beautiful enough for us to enjoy the view from ground level.
|Resting on a cliff|
Our guide was able to negotiate a somewhat lower price, but Bill and I still opted not to participate in this adventure. (I remember how difficult it was to climb into that high basket back when I was younger and much more fit than today.) The others were originally scheduled for their balloon ride on Sunday morning, but the weather was too cloudy so their ride was re-scheduled for very early Monday morning.
|Phallic or mushroom? You decide.|
Cappadocia is known as the Land of Well Bred Horses. The traditional spelling was Kapadokya. The Hittites settled Cappadocia from 1800 BC to 1200 BC, although evidence suggests humans lived in the area up to 8,000 years ago. After the Hittites declined, smaller kingdoms held power in the region. Then came the Persians, followed by the Romans who established the capital of Caesarea, known today as Kayseri.
|More bird houses. These were everywhere!!|
|Another view of a town. I love the home with the yard on the left.|
Cappadocia progressively lost its importance in Anatolia after the era of Christianity was replaced by Islam in the region. It remained known as the supplier of the best horses in Turkey and that was its best-known claim to fame. The best horses still come from this area. But I don't think there is that great of a market these days for horses.
Its rich past was all but forgotten until a French priest rediscovered the rock-hewn churches in 1907. The tourist boom in the 1980s kick-started a new era, and now Cappadocia is one of Turkey's most famous and popular destinations. I am somewhat chagrined to admit that neither Bill nor I knew anything about Cappadocia until we arrived in Turkey and saw tourism posters. I think every cruiser we have met in Turkey has either visited Cappadocia or says they plan to visit before departing.
|Stone like soft folded curtains|
Our group left the hotel around 09:00 for the short drive from Nevsehir (Neveshir). There was a nice view of the city and the mountains from our 4th floor hotel balcony, but nothing like we had seen on the tourism posters. What a difference that 15-minute drive made! As we exited Nevsehir en route to Goreme, the views changed dramatically.
|Pay me to take photo of my camel|
First stop was beside the road so we could take photos of a camel and of our first glimpses of the rock houses on the hillside. The sandstone formations off to the left looked like a softly folded curtain. This was more like what we expected to see......and it only got better and better all day long.
|Old man with ancient way of making tea. We did not|
want any tea but felt we should patronize his 'shop' (or
should that be umbrella?) since he was ambitious enough
to go out in the wild and set up for business.
We stopped at Goreme and walked an hour or so through the fairy chimneys and up a slight incline. Kind of slippery and steep on the rocks and for the first of many times that day I wished that I had brought a walking stick. But I managed okay without it....slowly. At the end of our little walk Tas took each of our cameras and snapped a group photo for each of us. And we snapped a photo of Tas and Berol, our guide and driver. Nice guys.
|Our tour group after a short hike|
|Berol the driver and Tas the guide|
|Cappadocia--Land of Well Bred Horses|
Guess you could hire horses here. Our group walked.
|An 'evil eye' tree overlooking a Cappadocia valley|
A few minutes farther down the winding road we arrived at the Goreme Open Air Museum. I have forgotten the number stated, but this area was once home to many thousands of people living in homes carved out of the limestone and sandstone mountainsides. There are many, many churches also carved out the the stone mountainsides. Photography was forbidden inside the churches here; not even non-flash photography was allowed.
|Disintegrating fairy chimney|
Several people used their iPads to get good quality photos in the dim lighting and no one stopped them, although there were signs posted all over the place stating no photography allowed. Guards were posted at the entrance of each of the rock churches and every one of them admonished us upon entry that photographs were strictly forbidden. First time I have wished we had an iPad so we could have sneaked photos like some of the other tourists.
|Somewhere higher up that I did not go to at Goreme|
We entered about a half-dozen of the churches; I lost track of the names. Each one was painted inside differently from the others. Almost all the images of people had the eyes gouged away. This was done by vandals during the period that certain Islamic people believed that to depict a human face was sacrilegious and against the teachings of the Prophet. Such a shame that these images were destroyed in this manner, but that is no different than the very early Christians who destroyed all the Roman and Greek statues and paintings and mosaics that depicted a human face. Thank goodness mankind is past those type prohibitions (except for the Taliban, of course).
|Entrance to Apple Church|
We walked through most of the churches in this museum area. These included Aziz Basil Sapeli, the chapel dedicated to Kayseri-born St. Basil, one of Cappadocia's more revered saints. The grate covered holes in the floor were the graves of the chapel's architects and financiers; small boxes contained the bones of less affluent folks.
|Ceiling inside Apple Church. Shhhh! Don't tell anyone!|
|Ceiling inside St. Barbara Church. Shhh! Photos forbidden.|
Up the hill was Yilanli Kilise (Snake Church), also called the Church of St. Onuphrius. The dragon was mistaken for a snake when the church was named. To add insult to injury, the hermetic hermaphrodite St. Onuphrius is depicted with a palm leaf covering his/her genitalia. Straight ahead from this depiction is Jesus; the small figure next to Jesus is supposedly one of the church's financiers.
|The 7-story nunnery at Goreme|
|Church beside the nunnery|
|Last church visited inside Goreme Museum|
Another was the 13th-century Carikh Kilise (Sandal Church) which is so named for the footprints marked in the floor, representing the last imprints left by Jesus before he ascended to heaven.
I bought a DVD of photos of the churches and other scenes of the area but have not yet looked at it. I will make another posting soon and add some of those photos.
|Long dining table carved from stone|
Also there was the Rahibeler Manastiri (Nun's Convent), which was originally several stories high. All that remains is a large plain dining hall that included a long narrow stone table and benches. Tas said this table would seat about 40 people. Obvious to us that people were much smaller back then. We had noted throughout all the churches and rooms that the entrances were quite low and the ceilings not very high, so the people of this area obviously were shorter back then than today.
|Winery carved into stone floor beside dining table|
|Tired husbands---all 'churched' out for the day|
The final room we visited up on the mountainside was entered via a ladder or long ramp of steps. It was another church. I don't remember what was special about this one. We had seen so many places that it became a blur. By the time we reached this room many of the group had tired and opted not to make the effort. Bill was by now as 'rock churched' out as he earlier had been 'castled' out.
|Take a picture of my camel and pay|
After exiting the open air museum we walked down the hill and across the road to vist the Tokali Kilise (Buckle Church). This is the biggest and finest of all the Goreme churches. It has an underground chapel and fabulous frescoes painted in a narrative cycle (rather than liturgical). Entry into the big church is via the 10th-century 'old' Tokali Kilise, through a barrel-vaulted chamber with frescoes portraying the life of Christ. Upstairs from there is the 'new' church, but it was closed off for renovations. As with the other rock churches, photography was forbidden. Speaking or any form of noise was also forbidden. I don't know why. There were many holes or cut-outs in the floor of the old church. These once contained tombs, taken by the departing Christians during the population exchange in 1923.
|That sign states "For Sale"|
You can buy this and open a restaurant
or shop inside the old rock home.
|Entrance to Uranus Restaurant|
|Instrument with 75 strings|
|The sealed clay urn in which our meal was baked.|
There was musical entertainment and great people-watching opportunities as other tour groups came and went. We enjoyed some type of traditional casserole for lunch, accompanied by lentil soup and other delicacies. The meat, vegetables and spices were placed inside a very large clay urn. A top is put in place and sealed well. The urn is then baked for hours. The resulting casserole was delicious. It did not contain a lot of peppers so the British members of our group were happy about that. Many of them did not like some of the foods we have been served because they felt the foods were too spicy. I have not found anything too spicy or too hot with peppers or chilies. But then I am accustomed to Mexican foods served in Texas and we do like our peppers.
|A bride and groom. What wedding photos they will have!|
|Stone to grind wheat. A small donkey was used to turn it.|
Hard to believe a donkey could fit in that narrow space.
|Yet another church in last place visited|
|Last settlement visited this day. Once housed over|
20,000 people. Place was huge. This is just a tiny part.
|Old regional dress|
|Zelve? I lost track of where we were|
En route back to the hotel in Nevsehir we stopped at Avanos Pottery for a demonstration of how the traditional pottery of this region is made. We were treated to a demonstration of the making of a traditional Hittite wine storage urn. The pottery-maker sat with the potters wheel between his legs and kicked the wheel with his right foot. In just moments he had made the 4 parts required for the Hittite wine urn -- a circle, a spout, a base and a handle. These urns were normally large enough to fit over a man's upper arm and held on his shoulder. Wine was poured by the man bending forward. One of the women in our group was a good sport and attempted to make something on the potters wheel.
| Note the circle shaped wine urn on the left|
of the pottery wheel. Design is thousands years old.
Our last stop for the day was at an ATM in Zelve so several of us could replenish wallets after visiting the pottery factory. Zelve is another open air museum and is Cappadocia's oldest residential area. The rock homes tower over the village, very high on the mountainside. There are several hotels where tourists can stay in rock rooms, some of which are accessible only via ladders. That might be fun if traveling with children, but not exactly our cup of tea. Tas said that Koral previously booked group tours into some of the rock hotels but no longer do so. They found that people who enjoy their tours prefer 4-star hotels instead of bare cold rock walls. He is right about that!
|My Hittite design plate.|