Getting to Cappadocia

In Turkey, we quickly learned that buses are the only economical way to get around. There isn’t a intricate rail system like most of Europe and after a night in the creepy town of Pammukale we wanted to move on. Originally though, we planned to spend two nights. One was enough, so we attempted to arrange transportation from Pammukale to Cappadocia (Cappa-dohk-ee-yah). We didn’t consider there was an upcoming holiday (lesson here, check for local holidays no matter where you’re going) and most of the buses were already booked. We tried working out how we could get to Cappadocia over the next few days given the holiday. It was a complicated mix of stopping in random towns and getting on different buses. Or conveniently (and suspiciously), the people who worked at the bus station was sending out their own personal six-seater mini bus for an eight-hour drive to the towns of Cappadocia. The alternative is to stick it out in the creepy town and hope to get on a bus over the next few days. The only problem was, it was an over night bus. Not exactly ideal but we’ll get there. Oh yeah, and it was leaving in three hours.

 

It turned out to be a truly international ride. A couple from Hong Kong, two French dudes and us canucks. One of the French guys was an interesting character…. he greeted me by calling me a big guy then politely told me I cannot learn french because I’m too old. Great, nice to meet you too dude. (update: my french has come a lot way, almost making full sentences!)

 

1 AM:

 

Now riding a long everyone was in light conversation until we hear a: POP! Uh oh…. my mind instantly thinks we just got a flat and our driver begins pulling off the side of the road. It’s the middle of the night, on a Turkish highway with nothing around us. There is no spare tire and I’m doubting the plethora of tow trucks in the area. He gets out and looks around the back of the van and disappears below it. Someone else said it was just a traffic cone as I hear him banging something around underneath our feet. I can only hope! I get of the can to see if I can offer any assistance to sure enough see him trying to pull the pylon out. At this time of night, none of us quite have the dexterity to do this well and our driver is mid to late 50s. Laying on my back, looking over my shoulder I’m able to pull it free and am just thankful it wasn’t a flat tire. Onward we go.

 

3 AM:

 

Our driver is constantly yawning and rubbing his eyes. We all tell him it’s okay if he wants to pull over and we can all take a little nap. With his snoring (Which we learned about my tolerance for) no one is able to sleep but him. (but hey that’s who matters) However what we all found VERY funny was the almost rock-ballad rhythm. NAWCHT! AH NAH NAWCHT nah nah Nah NAH NAH NAH and building to an epic pinnacle of NNNNWWWWWAAACCCCHHHTTTTTTTTTT!!!! and then he fell silent. I’m sure, in his dreams, he was thanking his fans as he walked off stage.

 

We arrive in the own of Göreme in the Cappadicoa region. We stayed at the flintstone cave hotel. However we had to wake up the reception dude to get a room which, while he was nice and accommodating he woke up in a fury of swinging arms confusion. Sorry dude!

 

We spent five nights exploring only a portion of Cappadocia. I’m sorry there isn’t any pictures it was so cramped and late at night that we all just chatted a little and wanted to sleep. Stay tuned to hear more about this beautiful region in Turkey! As we literally have ups and downs over the next 5 days.

Green Tour, Cappadocia, Turkey

4 Responses to Getting to Cappadocia

  1. Is the picture of the area you stayed or a random tourist locale? Either way it looks like an awesome spot

    Ron February 28, 2013 at 7:14 pm Reply
    • The whole area is like this including the place we stayed. In my next post I will show what it was like in our town!

      Shaun March 1, 2013 at 8:53 pm Reply
  2. Woah, that place looks awesome. Can’t wait to see more!

    Aryn March 8, 2013 at 7:50 pm Reply
    • It was very cool, spent 5 days there! (but one being sick)

      Shaun March 9, 2013 at 7:05 am Reply

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