Europe | Turkey | Antalya – Direction is The North
Passing last day around to organise a last trip, walking from one travel agency to another, having an orange juice break in Kemer where I developped my photos and walked in the rain and then coming back to Tekirova. My last day here was very beautiful but a little sad also. I said goodbye to people I’ll never see again.
Anyway in the morning of 15 I woke up at 7, let myself in the Village for taking photos and seeing once again what I was leaving behind me. In the meanwhile I saw the driver of the village who luckily would go to Kemer at 9.30 and invited me. At 8, I met two friends for breakfast; Pelin and Senem who helped also for my luggages. Thank them, because I can’t even imagine myself going down the stairs with my three bags.
At 9.30 I was in the car and I couldn’t believe that I was leaving this place forever. Talking to the driver who was a diving teacher before I felt that I really liked to be there,in the city that was giving me the living’s energy between the powerful mountains, clear sea, and all beautiful places around.
In the bus from 10a.m. to 4p.m. I watched the scene changing with kilometers. Mountains left their place to fields, and plains. Villages changed the aspect to be more Anatolian than touristic. Finally I came to Denizli, city of the South Aegeen
part of Turkey. Denizli is well-known for its cocks (but I couldn’t find an occasion to check them out.) Leaving my two big bags in an agency, I took another bus to Hierapolis. This took only 30 minutes and 1.000.000 Turkish Lira which means less then 1 Euro for you.
The first place I visited was the Romain Bath
used as a museum today. Some of the archeological foundings from the ruins of Hierapolis were exposed but I must say that outside the museum, the City had an appearance as it was still living. There were so many things to see and I was so tired of my bags and of the road, I had to make a choice and I left the other parts of Hierapolis ruins to the next time. It was the travertines of Pamukkale (cottoncastle in Turkish) who lead me there so I would go on. In fact it’s the same place. The region has a big thermal source and in Pamukkale the water coming from the source reach the travertines next to the ancient city on the Hill. Chemical reactions with the oxygen and the carbonate falling down in the water helps the formation of travertines.
Pamukkale is selected as world heritage by UNESCO. Normally it’s forbidden to enter in the travertines but there are some little parts
that tourists can walk ( without shoes:) ). The vue was really beautiful but not as you’ll see in postcards where they are filled of water. Because the thermal water coming cause pollution in long periods, so it’s controlled and can reach there just as much as the respected programme allow.
I stayed for a while to admire the spectacular Pamukkale and took my bus back to Denizli. Waiting still for my bus to Istanbul from Denizli, I asked to a boy in the agency what was around to be seen in this time. And he said ‘nothing’. Ok I was so tired that I didn’t take my chance to go to the city center. Just went to a cheap restaurant to eat a great kebap. Then in the bus again, and after 17hours on the road for that day I was finally in Istanbul, near to Ceyhun who waited for my bus and in a weather like in winter.Back to home!