We are on the road 1 month!
We’ve survived the windstorm, but we are cold, miserable and covered with dust after we’ve finished packing.
We’ve survived the windstorm, but we are cold, miserable and covered with dust after we’ve finished packing.
We go to a Turkish tea/internet cafè and a few cups of tea and coffee brewed on a stand-up wood oven warms us up. Andrej and Hugo visit the Green House and come back with 2 humongous bags of Turkish delight – each flavor carefully picked out.
We drive along a sightseeing route and discover the most amazing rock formations: church steeples, silos wearing square oversized hats (also called fairy mushrooms); soft, pink tufts huddling together; jagged edged silhouettes – silently carrying the secrets of the ages, observing the present and penisively gazing into the future. I want to have a conversation with them; ask them where are the rock church/churches that Peter wrote to; what did life look like; what did the people do?
We take hundreds of pictures; Hugo and Andrej climb the steep rocks and slide or jump down.
We take hundreds of pictures; Hugo and Andrej climb the steep rocks and slide or jump down.
A severe thunder/rain/hailstorm accompanied us all the way as we drive closer to the Syrian border. We have to find a camping spot before it is dark and the choice is next to a farmer’s orange grove. We do not feel too comfortable about the choice, but all we want to do at this point is eat and go to bed. The boys decide to sleep in the car with the weather as bad as it is.
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