Day 2 - May 10th 2009
10.05.2009 - 10.05.2009 23 °C
Breakfast. Our Nisanyan house stay included breakfast. We were expecting something similar to what we consumed in Istanbul but we couldn’t stand the idea of another breakfast buffet. The waiter in the dining room started to bring out plate upon plate of breads, cheeses, fruit, olives, conserves, cakes and the list goes on. He then asked how we would like our eggs cooked. Country fresh farm eggs cooked just the way you like them. Magnificent spread. No time for a nap.
Ephesus. Ancient city of ruins. The condition of some of the ruins was startling. Who would have thought they would be this well preserved after so many years and after such extensive excavation. We took a horse and cart to visit the seven sleepers before being dropped off at the top entrance. Vicki spent the whole time asking if the Horsie was ok and to slow the cart down. It stretches for about 2km downhill and you definitely don’t want to be walking up and back. There were two stadiums made of rock or theatres if you will. I likened them to the MCG and Telstra Dome in seating capacity. I miss my footy. Go Port!! The floor at times was covered in marble. Tricky to keep your footing in some parts as Vicki quickly found out. She didn't get up for a while.
Pool. Back to Nisanyan house. It was quite a hot day and we’d worked up a sweat. Vicki took a nap and I headed straight to the pool. Beer and pistachio nuts in hand, I set out for a dip. The pool was a small hike from the hotel and was literally dropped into the side of the mountain. As the pool was made of stone, the water was icy cold. Laying in the pool peering into the countryside I was at piece with my surroundings. Not a soul in sight or a sound to be heard. Marvellous.
Dinner. We walked back down to the Valley for dinner. We were greeted (as always) on the street. We decide to follow Gokhan’s advice and eat at his restaurant. They gave us a freebie mezza dish and once we had eaten served us a complimentary large fruit platter. We were touched so we invited them to join us. We ended up talking for a couple of hours. We met Gokhan, Ali, Ali and Ozman. Very nice people. They were so nice that they bought us gifts - Sirince souvenirs including salt and pepper shakers, coffee cups and some other assorted goodies. Genuine, nice, hardworking people. Ali (the owner of the restaurant) worked on a peach farm before saving enough pennies to open his own restaurant at 25. Good on him. He also had a thing for Vicki. Not sure I would have received the same attention if Vic wasn’t there.