Browsing All posts tagged under »Cappadocia«

Unity makes friends.

September 7, 2011

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The translation of Bulgaria’s motto, according to our tour guide Dimeter this morning. Fitting, since I’ve been thinking about conversations we’ve had the past few days. With Adam. He asked us about our homes, our towns, our families. Would we one day return to take care of our parents’ house when they age and no […]

It’s not a cup of coffee, but it’ll wake you up.

September 5, 2011

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Andrea and I spent last night up on the hill’s platform, chatting under the stars and overlooking the city as the evening call to prayer sounded through the city from the mosque. We made a return this morning.

Like stretching in the cave ever wasn’t weird.

September 4, 2011

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We woke up sore. Really, really sore. Sore enough to question how good our friendship was, and if massages were acceptable. Not yet. “No post today… What’d you guys do?” NOTHING. But the great thing about living in a cave is the stretches you can do against the walls. And ceiling. And floors, and windows, […]

New heights. Part one.

September 3, 2011

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We should have known the next 24 hours were going to be amazing when we sat down for dessert at an outdoor cafe last night, opened our menus, and fireworks started bursting in the background. Only for two minutes, but they definitely happened. I’ve had a string of really, really good days. Upwards in the […]

Everything’s new.

September 3, 2011

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Someday, I’ll put this morning into words. Not today, not this week… the only ones I could come up with, moved to tears, laughing at the same time, on the roof of the restaurant we snuck up on to get a better view… “how in the world did I get here.” And I have no […]

Cave’n’Shave

September 2, 2011

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Well, we made it to Goreme. The trauma tram (think crowded as could be, angry mob + handsy male passenger) got us halfway to the bus station. An unnecessarily-expensive-but-totally-worth- it-for-my-escape-from-said-man taxi got us the second half.An overnight bus took us from Istanbul to Goreme, and I didn’t sleep a wink. Partly because we passed through […]

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