. Ironically I found out later he had only visited Australia a couple times.
Headed up to Serince the old greek vineyard village that the Selcuks overlooked until recent history, I was awed by the stunning cliffs, rolling hills of olive groves and short drastic canyons. The color of the landscape I was surrounded by for the next 6 days seemed to intensify my color handicap, almost like watching the first color tv in the 60s everything was browns, greys, white, or olive, and draped in a haze of fog and smoke from brush piles. The little village was abustle w/ old turkish women knitting wool socks and selling soap. The men selling local grape and fruit wine. I tasted some of each and found the wine to be much easier on the pallet. As I walked up the steep uneven large cobble street I ended up high above the town following a small creek valley. There I spoke my 4 words of turkish to some workers taking a lunch break, & found a spot for a break of my own. Next thing I know I'm dead asleep dreaming of forest fires and sturgeon for some reason. I woke up a realize 2 hrs have gone by since I sat down. After playing w/ a attention starved dog w/ a full leg cast I made my way to the tea garden and had some Cay (pronounced like Chai) and watched old men play backgammon and some sort of dominoes w/ words on them. Should have taken a tea count on my travel here I'm sure it would be close to 60 glasses.
After another round of wine tasting I walked down the valley until a bus picked me up for the last 10 mintues of the journey
. I immediatly jumped on another minibus to take me to the Agean coast to the town of kusadasi. I was ill prepared for the number of hotels and british pubs there, though they were virtually deserted since apparently summer is much warmer there as I was informed by a local guide... After wondering around and finding the island fortress I took in a gorgeous sunset w/ a turkish german style beer. Filling very fulfilled on my day I turned to walk back to town when I realized the full moon was rising over the town and water back to the east. Cant remember last time I've watched a sunrise and sunset in the same day let alone the triple w/ a fullmoon rise. So wondered some-more before getting a full kebab meal, meat, pilaf, soup, salad, and bread.
The next day was the real start of the tour I had put together in Istanbul. Full day of learning about the house that the Virgin Mary may have possibly stayed in after her famous son left. Then to the second largest ancient civilization in the meditteranean after Pompeii, Ephesus. Which surpassed my expectations of a ruined city My tour guide was not very excited when I kept wondering off his route of the ruins to follow the constant bombardment of chirping from blackcaps, the migratory birds Raeann is studying. They too apparently got drawn into the touristic area of turkey. After learning that ancient romans took a dump together in a bathroom w/ 50 seats close enough to hold hands, on marble toilet seats w/ a view of collumns courtyard fountains and statues
. I was somewhat jealous, apparently the spot of the town was selected from an Oracles prophecy of a flaming fish and a boar. When the Greeks arrived the local tribe there were cooking fish when a bush caught fire and a pig ran out. So there you have it our magnificent city will be built here, after a few hundred years of succession the fjord the city had been built next too was filled in w/ sediment and now the sea is 8 miles from the ancient city (and I thought the problem was sea levels rising?). After checking out the two Amphitheatres, townhouses library, and houses of ill repute we were led to a leather shop where me and the two canadians on the tour were given an awkward private fashion show. Which really fit into the rest of the tours theme. The next day I took the morning bus to the magical healing thermal springs to bathe where Cleopatra had, in a 2000 yr old spa. My favorite part of the tour was the all you can eat buffet... While turkish food isn't the most elegant or specifically noteworthy I am hard pressed to remember one meal so far that hasn't been tasty.
As the bus attendant shook me awak at 4:45am and told me something in Turkish followed by "Sell-Chuck" I was very reluctant to get off the bus. My body was stiff from the long ride after snowboarding a full day 12 hrs before. As I got off in the dark I contemplated going to a hostel immediately and going back to sleep or to make the most of the day, I'm glad I chose the ladder (because I was too "short" on time). Touring the ancient 7 wonders of the world I snuck into the temple of Artemis before it was open and was hissed at by sleeping geese sleeping on there nests around the ponds of the ruins. After wondering up to St. Phillips Martyr location I was able to read peacefully about Murderous Florida Bass tournament fishermen caught cheating while watching the sun crest the mountains to the East. After some more wondering, stretching and cemetery park lounging, I made my way to the Boomerang hostel where the owner told me in a thick Aussie accent how to get to the surrounding towns I planned on visiting during my Muslim graveyard research