<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?>
<rss version="2.0"
	xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"
	xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/"
	xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/"
	xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"
	xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/"
	xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/"
	>

<channel>
	<title>My &#34;Saharagelber&#34; 300TD &#187; turkey</title>
	<atom:link href="http://300td.org/tag/turkey/feed/" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" />
	<link>http://300td.org</link>
	<description>A story of one of the legendary W123&#039;s of Mercedes on vegetable oil</description>
	<lastBuildDate>Wed, 27 Jan 2010 11:24:11 +0000</lastBuildDate>
	<generator>http://wordpress.org/?v=2.9.1</generator>
	<language>en</language>
	<sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod>
	<sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency>
			<item>
		<title>Ferry to Rhodes</title>
		<link>http://300td.org/2006/04/10/ferry-to-rhodes/</link>
		<comments>http://300td.org/2006/04/10/ferry-to-rhodes/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Mon, 10 Apr 2006 21:51:46 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jurgen</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[travel]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[turkey2006]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[ferry]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[greece]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[marmaris]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[overland]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[rhodes]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[turkey]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[w123]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://300td.org/?p=71</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[Today we had a day of rest. In the afternoon we went to Marmaris, checking if boats were going to Rhodos which were able to take the car. In the centre of Marmaris we heard some strange things, at different places they told us it was not possible anymore to take your car on the [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Today we had a day of rest. In the afternoon we went to Marmaris, checking if boats were going to Rhodos which were able to take the car. In the centre of Marmaris we heard some strange things, at different places they told us it was not possible anymore to take your car on the boat to Rhodos, this ferry wasn&#8217;t going. I had to find a place where I could park the car and go without it. This was a very bad idea, we wouldn&#8217;t leave the car here with all the stuff in it, and also it is very impractical. We also brought a lot of medicine (three or four plastic bags) for DAPS, the foundation we were planning to help the coming week. We had to try other agencies, see if it was really true, we suspected them to just offer us what they could and desperately wanted to have customers even when they had to tell us we couldn&#8217;t bring our car. After a while we found an agency which told us that it was possible, although very expensive.<br />
I had to pay 350 Euro&#8217;s only for the car, round-trip! For this very small distance! But, then, we were lucky because we could take the boat the next day. So we booked, bummer that it costed so much for an distance of practically nothing, but so be it. We went back to our private campsite and relaxed for the rest of the day. In the evening the owner gave us some fresh milk and salad. I think this man tried to live from all his own supply, gardening and the cow which was walking around here. This cow broke loose earlier today and walked over the campsite <img src='http://300td.org/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /><br />
Melissa was able to get enough rest now. We spend most of the time relaxing and reading.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>http://300td.org/2006/04/10/ferry-to-rhodes/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>Time to rest</title>
		<link>http://300td.org/2006/04/09/time-to-rest/</link>
		<comments>http://300td.org/2006/04/09/time-to-rest/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sun, 09 Apr 2006 22:53:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jurgen</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[travel]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[turkey2006]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[marmaris]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[overland]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[turkey]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[w123]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://300td.org/?p=70</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[After a good 10 hours of sleep we woke up. Finally we had some good sleep, the W123 seats are a very good sleep! We only had to drive for half an hour today, because we were already close to Marmaris. Early in the morning were driving around looking for a campsite. In a short [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>After a good 10 hours of sleep we woke up. Finally we had some good sleep, the W123 seats are a very good sleep! We only had to drive for half an hour today, because we were already close to Marmaris. Early in the morning were driving around looking for a campsite. In a short while we found a sign along the road. We started to follow it but it seemed to be far away, we didn&#8217;t see a sign for a long time. But, especially that we wanted to find it even more, because it might be not too crowded then. After a while we had to go off the road over a stony track.<br />
Driving over this route took another 10 minutes or something, but then we arrived at a place where they were building some rooms, and there was some building material outside.<br />
I stepped out of the car and walked towards the freshly build appartment rooms. Someone was walking towards me and asked what he could do for me. I told him we would like to stay here for a while, but if that would be possible. He called the owner of this place. He told me we were the first visitors of this place and we were very welcome, he told us one of the rooms was ready to use but that they are still building and fixing the other rooms. I told them that was no problem fo rme and I asked if we could stay between the trees with our own car.<br />
This was no problem, so I parked the car and there we were, finally some rest. This place is really awesome. We had our private beach and were standing quite relaxed between the trees, overlooking the bay which was wonderful, we&#8217;re all alone and have this great view. Melissa could get some rest now and we will spend some time here.<br />
The rest of the day we rested here, reading, walking around and I checked up the car, because the waterheater refused to work lately. That night we slept in the back of the car, with the liftback open</p>
]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>http://300td.org/2006/04/09/time-to-rest/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>Saving lives&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://300td.org/2006/04/06/saving-lives/</link>
		<comments>http://300td.org/2006/04/06/saving-lives/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Apr 2006 21:25:38 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jurgen</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[travel]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[turkey2006]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[malatya]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[nemrut]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[puppies]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[turkey]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[w123]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://300td.org/2006/04/06/saving-lives/</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[Today we decided to go on to Nemrut Dagi, to have a look at the heads of Nemrut and enjoy the environment and hang around in this area. To shower before our departure seemed was impossible, it did not work. After trying to find some bread, in which we did not succeed we left this [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Today we decided to go on to Nemrut Dagi, to have a look at the heads of Nemrut and enjoy the environment and hang around in this area. To shower before our departure seemed was impossible, it did not work. After trying to find some bread, in which we did not succeed we left this village.<br />
After some driving we stopped in a tiny village. A village type you see often along the roads, a couple of houses along the main road, where all that may happen, happens here. Trading, talking, sitting, cars dropping an taking passengers and so on. We stopped at a mini market and my job was to find some bread around here. </p>
<table>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2405323096/sizes/s/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2041/2405323096_1f04751498_m.jpg" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>We passed 75000km</font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
</table>
<p>Two turkish men were trying to understand what I meant, they didn&#8217;t understand what I meant, it&#8217;s difficult to depict. After a while I saw him open a wooden box and got a glimpse of what looked like bread. Actually it was bread! &#8220;Brot!&#8221; He replied, ah yeah, I should have said it the german way. The something funny happened, he was cleaning the table which stood there, put two chairs under it, covered it with some papers and took some vegetables and gestured if we wanted to eat something there, and drink some tea. I walked to Melissa who was still in the car and told her about the friendly guys in the mini market, who were very happy to have some tourists there, they wanted us to stay for a while.</p>
<table>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2406643561/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3145/2406643561_babcbeb343.jpg?v=0" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2></font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
</table>
<p> Later on, when other people came in, a turkish man who was a foreign worker in Germany in the 80s, told us they they were happy to have us here, because tourists just don&#8217;t stop here.</p>
<table>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2405323292/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2361/2405323292_390906701f.jpg" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>On the road to Nemrut</font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
</table>
<p>We ate the prepared lunch with pleasure and they happily watched us, refilling the glasses with tea, when empty. How generous these people are, and how kind, is one of the best things in Turkey. When Melis was smoking a cigarette outside, she was hearing people talk about &#8216;Holland&#8217; all the time, and sometimes a new person walked in to have a look.<br />
After this special lunch, we continued our trip.</p>
<p>During our drive I thought of this second fuel filter from the Elsbett system, which can be closed because the original fuel filter is connected in parallel with the SVO filter, when you close the second one, the first one is used. The Elsbett filter is a fine filter, and the engine restrain might be caused of the SVO from the supermarkets here, which is probably more thicker and that&#8217;s why the fuel can&#8217;t get through the fine filter fast enough.<br />
This was indeed the problem, the car had more power again and no restrain anymore.</p>
<p>In the afternoon we entered Malatya, this was a quite a big city, compared to what we had seen today. We found ourselves a supermarket and I got inside to find some fuel. They had the 18L cans of Sunfloweroil, and after I put the cart full of these cans we went to the cash desk. The woman saw the cans but could only speak turkish, she began talking to us, looking worried about what we were going to do with this. I &#8216;explained&#8217; with my hands, that we are using this as fuel, by making gestures of steering a car. Now she looked even more worried and in the mean time while she was talking, more supermarkte staff arrived and after a while six persons stood around us and a couple of them tried to say we&#8217;re crazy to put it in our car, &#8220;you, cooking this!&#8221; (pointing at the oil) &#8220;Not in car!&#8221; I was not able to explain that we know what we are doing and we smiled and left, &#8220;Car kaputt!&#8221; the shop manager warned us yet, bummer that I was not able explain it, they did not understand a word.</p>
<p>We continued our trip, heading to Nemrut national park. We found the relatively small side road to Mount Nemrut and short after that the Benz started climbing the roads in the mountains, and did the job very well, this famous OM617 diesel engine. After a while, driving on the climbing road, we saw some very small puppies dribbling on the side of the road.<br />
&#8216;Did you see that?&#8217; Melissa asked. &#8216;Yeah, puppies?&#8217; I asked.<br />
We continued driving and kept on talking about the pups. &#8216;Where that really pups?&#8217; I told Melissa that there was probably someone around. But we couldn&#8217;t get is out of our heads, we hadn&#8217;t seen anyone around.<br />
We knew, if we would drive back and they were indeed alone, we knew we ended up with these two pups, although we thought we&#8217;d seen two of them.<br />
After 15 minutes we decided, we had to go back, otherwise it would bother us te rest of our trip anyway.</p>
<p>So when we got back  we stepped out of the car we tried to see if they were still there. We couldn&#8217;t see them, I saw a big stone and a shock went through my veins. I saw a very big stone and it looked like the pups were under it! The stone was thrown on the pups to kill them!?!?! I told Melissa to get back in the car, then at least she didn&#8217;t need to see it. But she wouldn&#8217;t go back, she wanted to be sure. I saw something moving, I walked down the side of the road over the stones and checked the pups. It started to move, there were five of them, and they were just asleep, using the stone for warmth, as they missed their mother of course.</p>
<table>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2406645371/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2232/2406645371_553ec70cef.jpg?v=0" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>Unbelievable, 5 pups which were thrown out of a car!</font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
</table>
<p>&#8216;There are five of them! All alive!&#8217; I yelled to Melissa. She was so happy to hear and walked to the big stone too.<br />
5 nice cute little puppies woke up and started dribbling around. We startet to catch them, the first one was very easy and the second one followed soon. Then after one hour we had four of them, we had put them in a box in the car.</p>
<table>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2407477820/sizes/m/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3003/2407477820_2d267aa124_m.jpg" /></a></td>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2406646661/sizes/m/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2367/2406646661_3ee7296b43_m.jpg" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>Safely in our car.</font></strong></td>
<td><strong><font size=-2></font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
</table>
<p>The last one was difficult, after quite a while it was gone and I walked further away from our place, the place where we had seen the little pup for the last time. I couldn&#8217;t find it and was afraid we had los it. Then I heard Melissa scream it was over there.</p>
<p>I walked back and was glad that it did not run away from us deciding to find a place to hide somewhere else. So we started again to surround it but it still had energy to run or walk away.<br />
So stupid, the pups were only a couple of weeks, 8 or something and already faster than us. We tried with the cheese and other food again but gaining trust was still a problem.</p>
<p>&#8220;It will get dark soon&#8221; I said. Then, when it walked up again to the road I was able to come close. It was between the side of the road and the stones from the slope. I walked towards it very slowly like we did all the time, and all the time when you&#8217;re about 2 meters close it usually starts to move. It looked very scared but this time I was within these 2 meters and still the pup was there. I move towards it so slowly, I had to get it now. It looked me in the eyes but didn&#8217;t move. Finally I was so close I was able to grab it, it started to yell like they did all the time when something scary happens. &#8220;I got it!&#8221; I yelled to Melissa, she ran to me and saw me standing with the pup in my arms. We could cry from happiness, we did it! After four and a half hours of trying we finally had all five of them! This strong pup was responsible for nearly the last 4 hours! It was a very emotional momen, standing there with the strongest pup in the world, finally it gave up and we were able to get it. </p>
<p>After we tried to convince the pup we didn&#8217;t want to do no harm we put it in the box too, where it&#8217;s brothers and sisters were waiting for some hours.  Then we had to figure out the next step: Now what? First we put the pups in the front of the car, 5 of them in this box was really too small and in front of Melissa they had more space. They were totally exhausted and the strong one was finally tired too. Luckily it was, because that was probably the reason that it didn&#8217;t start to run the last time.  </p>
<table>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2406646903/sizes/m/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2168/2406646903_3289530e0b_m.jpg" /></a></td>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2407479058/sizes/m/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2209/2407479058_7ba3d75458_m.jpg" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>The last pup, it took us 4 hours to get it!</font></strong></td>
<td><strong><font size=-2></font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
</table>
<p>When they were all in the car we decided to go on to Mount Nemrut, try to visit the big heads statues and in the mean time we will try to call/sms friends to see if there is a stray shelter for them  around here. On the way to Nemrut some guy in an old Mercedes bus which was approaching us started flashing with it lights. When we stopped he told us that the road was blocked a bit further, because of too much snow, we were not able to reach the top. Well, then we need to drive back from where we came from. in this place called Malatya we stopped to go to an Internet cafe and tried to find some dogfood, that, is not too easy in this part of Turkey. They really had to eat and drink so we drove around for a long time, finding big supermarkets and search them through. In the end, Melissa manage to find dog food, it was even puppy food! This was so cool, we could give them what they needed! Then, the search began, calling people, browsing on the Internet.. When I was in the Internet cafe, between a lot of young people who where chatting and gaming, I tried to find organisations who could help. In fact, at the end of the evening we got very helpful information of one of our friends. He spend all his time on the Net to find addresses where a good shelter was to be found. Melissa knew that municipal shelters were not the place to bring them too. These places are usually the end station of the dogs. So what our good friend Henk told us, was that there were only 2 municipal shelters in the vicinity. In fact, in Turkey there was only one good place, a foundation supported by some well known good organisations, there was only one problem: This was located in Fethiye, roughly 1200km away from here. As if you have to drive from Amsterdam to Barcelona over the national routes just to drop a couple of pups. From another organisation in Holland they told us that the only way to help them is taking them with us to the Netherlands, which was definitely no option, because we had some charity work plans in Greece ahead of us. So in fact, we had no other solution then driving to Fethiye, to give the pups a chance on a good life.<br />
We were tired and found a place a couple of kilometers from Malatya to rest, as much that was possible with the 5 pups in the car.</p>
<table>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2406649391/sizes/m/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2406649391_906eafc7a9.jpg" /></a></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>All very tired, it were some scary days for them. Especially today, they we&#8217;re afraid and exhausted themselves nearly to death to escape from us.</font></strong></td>
</tr>
</table>
<p>We parked the car and were laughing about the situation we were in. There we were, in midnight sitting in the are, too tired to think, 5 pups walking and playing around.<br />
I really had to sleep, we had 3 days of driving ahead of us, with stops every 2 hours or even less for the pups, driving from East-Central Turkey to the atlantic coast line.<br />
We had tried to sleep in our front seats, Melissa had to go out with the pups when necessary, so I could get my hours of sleep because I was the only one to drive.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>http://300td.org/2006/04/06/saving-lives/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>Heading eastwards</title>
		<link>http://300td.org/2006/04/05/61/</link>
		<comments>http://300td.org/2006/04/05/61/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Apr 2006 21:51:12 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jurgen</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[travel]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[turkey2006]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[east-turkey]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[malatya]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[turkey]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[w123]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://300td.org/2006/04/05/61/</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[This morning we left Cappadocia and headed east, we will explore some parts of Eastern Turkey now.




Our friend at the Antalya Cave Pension





We were not able to visit the Ihlara valley, so that&#8217;s one the list for next time, hopefully next year, when we will (probably) travel to China/Mongolia. The departure today was a bit [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This morning we left Cappadocia and headed east, we will explore some parts of Eastern Turkey now.</p>
<table>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2407422158/sizes/m/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2111/2407422158_04f3ffe7b8_m.jpg" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>Our friend at the Antalya Cave Pension</font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
</table>
<p>We were not able to visit the Ihlara valley, so that&#8217;s one the list for next time, hopefully next year, when we will (probably) travel to China/Mongolia. The departure today was a bit of a bummer today. We wanted to find out about departure times of the ferry in Marmaris for the boat to Rhodes. We will do some charity work there with the foundation Melissa works with. All in all it was not very clear to us, and we decided to give one of the agencies a call later on. After backing up some of our pictures via the pension computer, we thanked our family at the Anatolya pension for our pleasant stay. Alas we left at 13:30 hrs.</p>
<p>Very soon it was raining, but as a result, this made for a very relaxed atmosphere. on a side dirt road of the main road to Malatya. We had a nice lunch with tomatoes, pesto and mozarella on bread! </p>
<table>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2405322546/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2405322546_2f930f08d9.jpg?v=0" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>Having lunch in the W123</font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
</table>
<p>During the chomping we watched the beautiful sky and the mountain range at the horizon. We are heading to Munzu national park, which we chose from the map, but we couldn&#8217;t find anything about it in our LP, and no turkish person we spoke was able to tell us something about it. </p>
<table>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2407463650/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2414/2407463650_f3eab3f165.jpg?v=0" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>Great cloud formation!</font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2405322980/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2108/2405322980_f78e253a97.jpg?v=0" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>Clouds in the mirror</font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
</table>
<p>When we continued the ride I felt the car was holding back, and started to get a bit frightened of what it could be. It seemed to be mainly when the Benz had to climb, it was getting worse in the mountains, we could only drive 20km/h on some parts at a climb of say, 15%. We were already quite far into the Eastern part of Turkey, so this was not very practical! It was the same feeling as if the car ran out of fuel, so I was thinking it had to do something with the fuel supply. The vegetabel oil we&#8217;ve thrown in was only new oil, so that can&#8217;t be the problem as far as I can imagine. After filling the car up with some diesel the problem still existed. I also cleaned the air filter, which was a good idea anyways. But in fact, this wasn&#8217;t a problem either. Funny thing was, when I tried to explain the service station attendant, who was blind in one eye, what I wanted he was very helpful and took the job out of my hands and did it himself. A trucker who was standing nearby thought this was a good idea and did the same thing too. The very friendly attendant spontaneously shook my hand after I gave some money when the job was done. Still amazed how friendly the turkish are, it is such a relaxed country to travel in! At the time of writing I still don&#8217;t know what is wrong, but on the flat roads there is not really a problem, I try to think about it tonight, hopefully I can track it down tomorrow. </p>
<table>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2406633171/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2273/2406633171_56cf2c18ea.jpg" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>Impressive mountains when going east.</font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
</table>
<p>We were in fact able to continue the ride, albeit a bit slower than usual. We are now in a hotel 120km west of Malatya. Our hotel is about 120meters of a big minaret and when packing the stuff from the car, we couldn&#8217;t even talk to each other, well, we could, but without hearing wat the other said. This hotel was very cheap, about 18ytl (15 Euro), apparently less touristic, as we could see at the entrance, this man seemed not to understand any other language then Turkish. A clean room, and a not so clean bathroom was what we arranged for the night. Cool enough. We had a lot of fun together tonight, hanging around in our room. When we look back to our route today, we have to say it is a real amazing route, stunningly beautiful, we like the Eastern part of Turkey very much so far: Lots of rocky mountains, in many different colors. Sometimes it looked like parts of Morocco.</p>
<table>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2406634647/sizes/m/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2245/2406634647_782277c6f1_m.jpg" /></a></td>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2407470962/sizes/m/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3041/2407470962_f972851b58_m.jpg" /></a</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>Melissa and me acting foolish</font></strong></td>
<td><strong><font size=-2>Even more foolish</font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2406638731/sizes/m/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3156/2406638731_c6214f7e29_m.jpg" /></a</td>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2407471668/sizes/m/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2391/2407471668_36d96f7262_m.jpg" /></a</td>
</tr>
<td>
<td><strong><font size=-2></font></strong></td>
<td><strong><font size=-2></font></strong></td>
</tr>
</table>
]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>http://300td.org/2006/04/05/61/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>Chimneys everywhere</title>
		<link>http://300td.org/2006/04/04/chimneys-everywhere/</link>
		<comments>http://300td.org/2006/04/04/chimneys-everywhere/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 04 Apr 2006 22:26:19 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jurgen</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[travel]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[turkey2006]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[antalya cave pension]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[cappadocia]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[chimneys]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[goreme]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[overland]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[turkey]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[w123]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://300td.org/2006/06/28/chimneys-everywhere/</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[After our great breakfast at the pension, which was included we were about to explore the environment together. After my orientation yesterday I knew a bit already to start with today.
Based on tips in the Loneley planet and on the map we had received from our friendly pension owner we had quite a full program [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>After our great breakfast at the pension, which was included we were about to explore the environment together. After my orientation yesterday I knew a bit already to start with today.</p>
<p>Based on tips in the Loneley planet and on the map we had received from our friendly pension owner we had quite a full program for today. We took more than one hundred pictures today, this illustrates how stunningly beautiful Cappadocia is, at least according to us. In fact one cannot describe it really, I&#8217;ll show pictures of it, they can illustrate Cappadocia way better then my words.<br />
We planned to explore at least the various cave valleys, like the yellow, rose and the red valley and the cave houses. There was also a church with various images carved in the volcanic stone. We&#8217;ve put the Benz away and walked through this area for quite some time, enjoying it, we were alone all the time, I wonder how it is in the high season.</p>
<p>After our exploration in these valleys we went to an ancient city which was carved out of a very big rock. When we got there some guy started to talk to us and wanted to know if we would climb that rock and he offered to guide us. We didn&#8217;t, and we also didn&#8217;t want to buy his turtle carved out of stone, and went on, this guy following us. Melis wanted to stay down and relaxing on a terrace with a cup of coffee.<br />
I ended up with this guide, climbing on the rock <img src='http://300td.org/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' />  It was not an official guide, I know, but he was so persistent and I felt really sorry for him actually. Usually I&#8217;m quite difficult with this, persistent in saying that I don&#8217;t want it <img src='http://300td.org/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' />  He told me there was much to see and I wouldn&#8217;t be able to find it all by myself.<br />
&#8220;Yeah, right&#8221;. Disappointedly he walked back.<br />
I walked upwards on the huge rock trying to check out the things to see myself. This fake guide, did tell us that the inhabitants left this city after an earthquake some 600 years ago. He also told me there were nice fresco&#8217;s to see in the church.<br />
After I paid the city a visit and walked downwards to Melissa I met our friend again. He asked me if I saw everything and I had to admit thta I didn&#8217;t. Thus, we went up again.<br />
He showed me indeed a lot more and couldn&#8217;t tell me very much, but he was able to show things I didn&#8217;t see. I ended up paying some Ytls and bought his turtle of stone too.<br />
I felt sorry for this guy, that he had to to go through so much hassle, for just a few coins.</p>
<p>After all this, we continued the tour through the area. On our way we saw a turtle crossing the road, a tour bus coming from the other side had stopped and the tour operator was already busy to speed the turtle&#8217;s process to cross the road. After that we visited another small village, which also had an old part with houses carved out of rock, as a lot of villages have in Cappadocia. At the end of the day we went back to the valleys around Goreme and drove on a couple of dirt roads, twisted through the landscape of fairy chimneys.<br />
This way we had to drive between the walls of the chimneys and it became smaller and smaller, and after a while we were driving with our wheels completely on the walls, it was exciting to do this, but sometimes a bit scary, then Melissa had to get out of the car and check the space between the car and the walls and see if everything worked out.<br />
The path had become deep in the middle and the curves in it made it even more difficult. After investigating a very difficult part, measuring, considering, thinking, thinking again, I decided this was not save enough to do this, and go back. The problem was if I would give it a shot, I couldn&#8217;t go backwards because it was really small and there was a curve in it too. The Benz was too wide to go through this tiny part and I wouldn&#8217;t take the risk. I was able to turn around and we drove our same route back, without any problems.<br />
After the sunset it was getting dark so we drove back to our cosy cave. It was a very special day today, lots of beautiful things we saw and the adventure of driving here. We didn&#8217;t have the time to go to the Ihlara valley anymore, it was too much. Tomorrow we are leaving again and drive to the East of Turkey.<br />
This night we went out for dinner in a restaurant in Goreme. We had a very good vegetarian pizza and after that we talked with the waiter, who spoke very good english. We had a very good conversation about life and our home countries. It was a pleasant evening and a perfect seclusion of our time in Cappadocia.</p>
<table>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2405801271/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3114/2405801271_c97cc903a7.jpg?v=0" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>Cappadocia</font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2406611239/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3065/2406611239_6957a5232c.jpg?v=0" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>Valley, Goreme</font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2406612169/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3294/2406612169_c20f460de7.jpg?v=0" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2></font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2406614851/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2213/2406614851_ff2517bd68.jpg?v=0" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>Odd shapes again</font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2406618201/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2270/2406618201_8d353c90d9.jpg?v=0" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>View from a cave</font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2406617681/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2046/2406617681_d613790d63.jpg?v=0" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>Ancient carvings</font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2407449956/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3148/2407449956_c0fc62abb8.jpg?v=0" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2></font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2407450754/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3078/2407450754_2e573fd985.jpg?v=0" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>Ancient city in the rocks</font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2406620169/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3083/2406620169_7e5452227a.jpg?v=0" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>Strange shapes by erosion</font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2406621845/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3130/2406621845_d43cc8e9b6.jpg?v=0" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2></font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2404490343/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2348/2404490343_515e04d441.jpg" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>Me, driving through Cappadocia</font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2404490551/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3161/2404490551_6f77fa64a4.jpg?v=0" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>Another W123 T-modell, you don&#8217;t see the W123 in Turkey too often.</font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2407461188/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2148/2407461188_21320c3b26.jpg" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>Urgup, Cappadocia</font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2405318346/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3228/2405318346_ac45302a4f.jpg?v=0" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2></font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href=""><img src="" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2></font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2404492295/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2204/2404492295_a9053b710f.jpg" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>Heavy steering</font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2405320868/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2394/2405320868_b7e247f9cd.jpg?v=0" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>More exciting steering</font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2405321018/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2152/2405321018_6fd13a0e8b.jpg?v=0" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2></font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2406630149/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2052/2406630149_89f36aa844.jpg?v=0" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>Ballooning in Cappadocia</font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2406630619/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2239/2406630619_9b65bccfe1.jpg?v=0" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>When it&#8217;s getting late in the afternoon, the light becomes very colourful</font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2406631077/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2353/2406631077_2bb524a499.jpg?v=0" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>Sunset</font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2407462876/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2407462876_ebe7c7df6a.jpg?v=0" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>Sunset</font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
</table>
]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>http://300td.org/2006/04/04/chimneys-everywhere/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>Relaxing in Cappadocia</title>
		<link>http://300td.org/2006/04/03/relaxing-in-cappadocia/</link>
		<comments>http://300td.org/2006/04/03/relaxing-in-cappadocia/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Mon, 03 Apr 2006 19:21:22 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jurgen</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[travel]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[turkey2006]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[cappadocia]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[chimneys]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[goreme]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[overland]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[turkey]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://300td.org/2006/04/03/relaxing-in-cappadocia/</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[Today we decided to rest a bit and do nothing. Melis liked to read today and I wanted to do some stuff to the car. 




Having breakfast @ the Antalya Cave Pension





This was the right moment to investigate the Saharagelber, see if everything is all right. Everything was quite okay, hardly any oil usage, and [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Today we decided to rest a bit and do nothing. Melis liked to read today and I wanted to do some stuff to the car. </p>
<table>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2405776611/sizes/m/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3114/2405776611_e8ca5cd10c_m.jpg" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>Having breakfast @ the Antalya Cave Pension</font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
</table>
<p>This was the right moment to investigate the Saharagelber, see if everything is all right. Everything was quite okay, hardly any oil usage, and all other fluids were okay. I also fixed the pot meter of the dashboard light, we didn&#8217;t have any when it was dark until now. I didn&#8217;t have time to fix this before departure so I did this today. I&#8217;ve brought a lot of tools with me and some small materials, so with that I was able to fix it. I&#8217;ve checked all the connections, tubes and lubrication points. I&#8217;ve replaced one fuse and until now nothing more happened since the 4600km we&#8217;ve driven. I also glued the Zebrano wood to the dash.<br />
At the end of the afternoon I decided to drive around on my own, Melissa kept reading.<br />
I was longing to drive around in the Saharagelber again <img src='http://300td.org/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' />  So, I took my camera and drove around Goreme, stopped at every place where I wanted to take a picture. </p>
<table>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2406617466/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3164/2406617466_59653aa3cf.jpg?v=0<br />
" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>Goreme overview</font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
</table>
<p>As a result, most of the time I was stopping, taking a picture, driving and stopping again,  taking a picture, driving and so on. It&#8217;s great to drive around here, there are loads of small winding dirt roads which are a great to drive on, some are a bit difficult so I had a lot of fun today. The Benz is in its element here, it&#8217;s great to see with how much ease she is able do these things. Driving here is a real pleasure and you can get everywhere and stop at very nice spots, being alone nearly all the time. And everytime when I stopped and looked around, I was magicked by this stunning volcanic stone environment created by previous volcanic explosions, with all these strange caves and fairy chimneys, morphed by erosion. After sunset I went back to our cosy little   cave where Melissa was (still ) reading <img src='http://300td.org/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<table>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2406614136/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3225/2406614136_8f8e86f009.jpg" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>Volcanic environment</font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2405315106/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2243/2405315106_cd3af089e8.jpg" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2></font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2406621898/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3051/2406621898_0dc4371f85.jpg" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>The &#8216;Chimney valley&#8217;</font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2405796335/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3260/2405796335_c73acfa5e8.jpg" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>The W123 in the volcanic landscape of Cappadocia</font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2406622930/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2406/2406622930_b9b7536f1d.jpg" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>Odd shaped, but recognizable&#8230;  <img src='http://300td.org/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';)' class='wp-smiley' /> </font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2406625900/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3188/2406625900_30a17fb012.jpg" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>The Saharagelber in the Goreme valley, the sun was setting, still shining a bit on the car and the trees around. </font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2404488251/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2087/2404488251_fd3005fbfb.jpg" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>W123 Sunset</font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2404488661/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3009/2404488661_167b5b1df2.jpg?v=0" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>Driving in Cappadocia</font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2406632056/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3282/2406632056_f1dbb19931.jpg" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>Driving in Cappadocia</font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
</table>
]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>http://300td.org/2006/04/03/relaxing-in-cappadocia/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>Paradise!</title>
		<link>http://300td.org/2006/04/02/paradise/</link>
		<comments>http://300td.org/2006/04/02/paradise/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sun, 02 Apr 2006 20:15:42 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jurgen</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[travel]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[turkey2006]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[antalya cave pension]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[cappadocia]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[goreme]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[kaymakli]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[overland]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[turkey]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[underground cities]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[underground city]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://300td.org/2006/04/02/paradise/</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[It was raining this morning. The village looked a bit sad in the rain. The underground city was 200m from our hotel and we walked a little bit through the Kaymakli village first. A bit disappointed, to see the countless stray dogs, which are fighting to stay alive. Lots of them badly hurt or infected, [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It was raining this morning. The village looked a bit sad in the rain. The underground city was 200m from our hotel and we walked a little bit through the Kaymakli village first. A bit disappointed, to see the countless stray dogs, which are fighting to stay alive. Lots of them badly hurt or infected, and today, we saw a badly injured dog again, Melis couldn&#8217;t get it from her mind. This is one of the bad things of travelling abroad, in most countries the animals have a bad life.<br />
Anyway, we couldn&#8217;t help this individual, he was able to walk and we can&#8217;t give him a better life. We went to the underground city and decided to take a guide, we were very curious about the story behind these cities.<br />
Some information extracted from a website:<br />
<em><br />
Archaeological evidence shows that Cappadocia was inhabited as early as the Paleolithic period (c. 2.5 million BCE to 10,000 BCE), and continued to serve as home to the peoples of many different civilizations, including the Hittites, Greeks, and the Romans. Dwellings were dug into the rocks and provided shelter from the environment, defense against foreign invasions, and refuge from religious persecution. These dwellings interconnect, forming some two hundred to three hundred underground cities, equipped with elaborate air ventilation systems, water storage units, and in some cases, even stables and wineries. One of the most famous and well excavated is Kaymakli, where Christians hid from the pagan Roman invaders during the seventh century.</p>
<p>source: http://www.bookrags.com/history/worldhistory/cappadocia-ema-01/<br />
</em><br />
This was really fascinating, from the Kaymakli ancient city 3 etages were open to the public, and there were five in total. Our small guide ran through the small passages and told us that these people used to to that too to move very fast and able to block passages with big rolling stones. He showed us wineries, kitchens, bathrooms, living rooms (for the regular and the richer families), meeting rooms, etc. Really impressive.</p>
<table>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2406601650/sizes/m/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3266/2406601650_723dce8b04_m.jpg" /></a></td>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2405770831/sizes/m/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2189/2405770831_037ffc8bc2_m.jpg" /></a></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>Inside the underground city of Kaymakli</font></strong></td>
<td>
<div align="right"><strong><font size=-2>Corridor</font></strong></div>
</td>
</tr>
</table>
<table>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2406602936/sizes/m/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2031/2406602936_cf1dd524c0_m.jpg" /></a></td>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>A family house</font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2405771915/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3022/2405771915_9a7bb33837.jpg?v=0" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>Kaymakli</font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
</table>
<p>After we investigated the city we walked back to the Saharagelber. It was still raining and we decided to drive to Goreme, from this base we would explore Cappadocia. Since it was raining we would then find a cosy place were we could do some reading or something.<br />
We drove through this beautiful area and it all was a very nice atmosphere after all, a bit of rain, driving through this weird quiet area and listening to good music. Near Goreme we began to see the fairy chimneys, the weather had cleared up a bit and the rain had stopped.<br />
We were stunned by the view of these chimney-like caves. This area really looks awesome! It is so weird, so beautiful, like another planet. We found a nice room in the Anatolya Cave Pension, it was a room in the cave we took, and we both said to ourselves, that this room was one of the cooles we ever had on our travels. You can see &#8216;our&#8217; cave on this picture here (on the left): <a target="_blank" href="http://www.anatoliacave.com/resimler/029.jpg">anatoliacave.com/resimler/029.jpg</a>.</p>
<p>If you tend to stay in Goreme some time, really visit this pension, it&#8217;s such a nice place!<br />
Very friendly people, and a beautiful pension, a place to be and a place to remember!<br />
The room we had was as you can see in such a cave and is really, really cosy. We actually had two rooms, and a very luxe and clean bathroom, and it was definitely cheap too. The url is <a target="_blank" href="http://www.anatoliacave.com/">Anatoliacave.com</a> After we installed ourselves in our new home, we sat down with the pension owner and his family and drank some turkish tea. He told us about what to see and where to go in Goreme. Mellissa and I both agreed that this must be paradise.</p>
<table>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2405773127/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3225/2405773127_6dd9a3c83d.jpg?v=0" /></a></td>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>The Antalya Cave pension</font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2405772565/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3294/2405772565_8f8a8666df.jpg?v=0" /></a></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>Cave cooking</font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
</table>
<p>The rest of the day we hung around there and relaxed a bit and played with the dogs. There was a small dog, called Pascha which reminded us of one of our own dogs. At the end of the day I watched the sunset from a hill nearby, where some other backpackers were to be found too, I was surprised to meet my new friend Pascha there again <img src='http://300td.org/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' />  The sunset with all these strange morphed caves and the sight of the colored mountain gives an extra dimension to the sunset, and on top of that, it all colors very beautiful. After that I walked back and saw a very cosy cafe-like place called The Flinstones. This was a very cosy place, also in a cave, I decided to ask Melissa to go there tonight, and we did. But first we Melis made our dinner in our tiny comfortable cave.<br />
This was *the* place where fellow travellers were chatting with each other and sit and relax. A hearth in the middle kept the place warm. One of the visitors started playing music, vocals and guitar, this girl had a pretty voice and it was a pleasure to listen to. Oh what a night! Sometimes, when exploring the world, you come across a place which impress very much and has a very relaxed atmosphere, In my opinion, Goreme, Cappadocia ist just like that.<br />
After a boatload of wine (for me though) it was time to go to bed. Still happy to be in Turkey, still amazed about the hospitality and the kindness of the turkish, and the beauty of Turkey itself.</p>
<table>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2406605230/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2313/2406605230_1f116d6a34.jpg?v=0" /></a></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>Sunset in Goreme</font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2406606216/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2346/2406606216_49eff029a4.jpg" /></a></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>Close to our pension, Goreme. The sun was setting and a lot of people were watching it., myself incluis <img src='http://300td.org/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </font></strong></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://flickr.com/photos/300tdorg/2406607006/sizes/l/in/set-72157605143010801/"<img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2153/2406607006_882c24822b.jpg" /></a></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><strong><font size=-2>The travellers place to be: The Flintstones in Goreme</font></strong></td>
</tr>
</table>
]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>http://300td.org/2006/04/02/paradise/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>To Cappadocia</title>
		<link>http://300td.org/2006/04/01/to-cappadocia/</link>
		<comments>http://300td.org/2006/04/01/to-cappadocia/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Apr 2006 09:34:06 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jurgen</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[travel]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[turkey2006]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[cappadocia]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[kaymakli]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[overland]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[turkey]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[underground cities]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[underground city]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://300td.org/2006/04/01/to-cappadocia/</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[After a cold shower (yah, indeed). Yesterday it was indeed warm, as our turkish friend told us, but they have a watertank on the roof, and the sun warms it up during the day.
But in the morning the water has of course become stone-cold. But it&#8217;s okay, it&#8217;s all part of these kind of journeys. [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>After a cold shower (yah, indeed). Yesterday it was indeed warm, as our turkish friend told us, but they have a watertank on the roof, and the sun warms it up during the day.<br />
But in the morning the water has of course become stone-cold. But it&#8217;s okay, it&#8217;s all part of these kind of journeys. Just like this, just before we left Melis also broke a lath of the bed by just sitting on it. <img src='http://300td.org/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' />  Yesterday evening I&#8217;d found out that one of the fuel tanks was leaking, when I was inspecting it today, I was inspecting the damage, it turned out that the complete roof was full of this vegetable oil, as was the cargo door. Furthermore, the rest of the car was full of tiny spots of oil. So, I planned to stop at a fountain along the route through the coast mountains. I had fixed the tank leak yesterday night with some glue and one screw, the glue had become hard, so that&#8217;s good. After we were offered a cup of coffee again, which was very kind, we departed to continue the coastal route for some time and then go up north to Cappadocia. After I found a fountain I stopped to clean the oil, while I was cleaning the car with shampoo the turkish family in their nice red W115 drove by and honked.</p>
<table>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://w123club.nl/w123galerij/g2data/albums/300TD/Turkije2006/album6/1024/HPIM2374.JPG"><img src="http://w123club.nl/w123galerij/g2data/albums/300TD/Turkije2006/album6/240/HPIM2374.JPG" /></a></td>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://w123club.nl/w123galerij/g2data/albums/300TD/Turkije2006/album6/1024/HPIM2375.JPG"><img src="http://w123club.nl/w123galerij/g2data/albums/300TD/Turkije2006/album6/240/HPIM2375.JPG" /></a></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><em>Our pension last night</em></td>
<td><em>The nice W115 of our hotel owner</em></td>
</tr>
</table>
<p>After some time we stopped at a very nice spot with a beach in front of it and had a cup of coffee on a cosy beach terrace of the restaurant. There were hardly any people around here, and after we sat there for a while we decided to sit on the beach for a while. I also took a dive in the sea, which was a good refresh for it was very warm. We relaxed some more and then left again, in the direction of Cappadocia. We won&#8217;t see the sea for some time now.</p>
<p>We were quite late again, so we would arrive during the night.<br />
Late in the evening we entered a small village (I guess it was Derinkuyu). We found one pension which appeared to be full, we didn&#8217;t get any offer to sleep somewhere else, so we continued our trip, the man of the pension told me &#8216;Kaymakli&#8217; a couple of times, so there we were maybe able to find something (it was already nearly midnight). We managed to find something in Kaymakli indeed so we were lucky to find the door still open. This pension looked okay, if there&#8217;s a bed and water it&#8217;s okay already. We made it, it was already 00:30am, but managed to find a place to sleep.<br />
After we walked the stairs we found two men in a room and we arranged a room. The turkish man spoke a bit english and we had a short chat about the ancient underground city we had to check out here in Kaymakli, he borrowed me a small book of Cappadocia and I read some of it in our room. First get a good deal of sleep and tomorrow we will check out the underground city. Melis cooked a nice meal again and we enjoyed it with some wine.<br />
It&#8217;s getting exciting, tomorrow we will see what Cappadocia is like&#8230;</p>
<p>Always disappointing to see how all the garbage is thrown of the hill by the local people.</p>
<table>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://w123club.nl/w123galerij/g2data/albums/300TD/Turkije2006/album6/1024/HPIM2378.JPG"><img src="http://w123club.nl/w123galerij/g2data/albums/300TD/Turkije2006/album6/240/HPIM2378.JPG" /></a></td>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://w123club.nl/w123galerij/g2data/albums/300TD/Turkije2006/album6/1024/HPIM2379.JPG"><img src="http://w123club.nl/w123galerij/g2data/albums/300TD/Turkije2006/album6/240/HPIM2379.JPG" /></a></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><em>Garbage</em></td>
<td><em>More garbage</em></td>
</tr>
</table>
]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>http://300td.org/2006/04/01/to-cappadocia/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>Driving along the turkish south coast</title>
		<link>http://300td.org/2006/03/31/driving-along-the-turkish-south-coast/</link>
		<comments>http://300td.org/2006/03/31/driving-along-the-turkish-south-coast/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Fri, 31 Mar 2006 22:02:39 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jurgen</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Common]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[overland]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[termessos ruins]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[travel]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[turkey]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://300td.org/2006/03/31/driving-along-the-turkish-south-coast/</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[Did I tell you that the turkish put the word Turk in front of everything? A turkish cellphone company called Turkcell, a gas station brand is called turkpetrol, some hotels called turkhotel and so on, ah well  
After we woke up this morning and tried to clean the remnants of our rice fighting yesterday, [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Did I tell you that the turkish put the word Turk in front of everything? A turkish cellphone company called Turkcell, a gas station brand is called turkpetrol, some hotels called turkhotel and so on, ah well <img src='http://300td.org/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>After we woke up this morning and tried to clean the remnants of our rice fighting yesterday, we continued the coastal route. This route is indeed beautiful, if you happen to go to Turkey and you are somewhere around here, definitely check this out. After driving a while we took a small path along the rough line of the rocky coast and found ourselves a very nice place where we took the time to clean things up and for me to fill the jerrycans again and fill the car up with PPO. This cost us quite some time and it was getting dark already. Only 30km before Anamur we already had to stop, we were lucky and found a nice old hotel which was very simple and run by a turkish family. This place was very relaxed, with a view on a small beach. We went inside and a friendly turkish man offered us some turkish tea and by sign language we were able to arrange things. I parked the Benz next to his old W114 Mercedes, which was in the family for all its time, something like 32 years if I remember correctly. It seemed we were the only guests. We had our tea in their restaurant in front, and he and his family were watching TV. We were sitting under the TL lights on plastic chairs and tables with white-red blocked patterns, really cosy <img src='http://300td.org/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' />  There was also a shower in their restaurant, for roadtravellers stopping by and need to refresh. The rooms were okay, he told us the showers were hot, ah yeah, we heard that before <img src='http://300td.org/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<table>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://w123club.nl/w123galerij/g2data/albums/300TD/Turkije2006/album2/1024/HPIM2354.JPG"><img src="http://w123club.nl/w123galerij/g2data/albums/300TD/Turkije2006/album2/240/HPIM2354.JPG" /></a></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><em>Taken by Fedde, after our Termessos ruins visit</em></td>
</tr>
</table>
<p>74062km on the clock, travelled  4094km  so far.</p>
<p><simpleflickr width="100%" height="800" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" quality="best" navposition="bottom" title="" set="72157603376542513" maximagewidth="1000" maximageheight="600" textcolor="0x333333" framecolor="0xD5E6EB" framewidth="10" stagepadding="40" thumbnailcolumns="3" thumbnailrows="1" enablerightclickopen="true" showimagecaption="true" imagecaptionlink="true" imagecaptionstyle="bold" /></p>
]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>http://300td.org/2006/03/31/driving-along-the-turkish-south-coast/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>Termessos ruins</title>
		<link>http://300td.org/2006/03/30/termessos-ruins/</link>
		<comments>http://300td.org/2006/03/30/termessos-ruins/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Thu, 30 Mar 2006 21:31:42 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jurgen</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[travel]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[turkey2006]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[antalya]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[manavgat]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[overland]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[side]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[south coast]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[termessos ruins]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[turkey]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://300td.org/2006/03/31/termessos-ruins/</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[In the morning we arranged to meet each other on the square, we lost half an hour, because there were two squares   After we found each other we left for the ancient city or Termessos. After about 40kms from Antalya you enter the national park. We parked the car on the parking lot, [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In the morning we arranged to meet each other on the square, we lost half an hour, because there were two squares <img src='http://300td.org/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';)' class='wp-smiley' />  After we found each other we left for the ancient city or Termessos. After about 40kms from Antalya you enter the national park. We parked the car on the parking lot, which was already full with tourist buses, hmmkay. We walked through those ruins today, it was quite impressive to see this, but unfortunately, most of it was completely or mostly destroyed, as is oftend the case with ruins of course, but we hoped for something more after we read about the enthousiastic review in a travel guide from Fedde.</p>
<p>Some info about Termessos:</p>
<p><font><font size="2" face="arial">Termessos is perhaps the most interesting ancient city in Antalya region. It is a Psidian city built at a height of 1050 meters in the Taurus Mountains. Termessos constitutes an unusual synthesis of a large number of rare plants and animal species, which are under protection in the Termessos National Park. When turning off the Antalya-Burdur highway (11 km.) in the direction of Korkuteli, the Termessos signpost will be seen 14 km. further on, and Termessos itself is a further 9 km. A visit to this site requires time and the stamina to walk uphill, because Termessos is built entirely on a mountainous area difficult to access.</font></font></p>
<p>See for more info: <a href="http://www.antalya-ws.com/english/location/antalya/history.asp?out=1">This article @ Antalya-ws.com</a></p>
<table>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://w123club.nl/w123galerij/g2data/albums/300TD/Turkije2006/album6/1024/HPIM2322.JPG"><img src="http://w123club.nl/w123galerij/g2data/albums/300TD/Turkije2006/album6/240/HPIM2322.JPG" /></a></td>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://w123club.nl/w123galerij/g2data/albums/300TD/Turkije2006/album6/1024/HPIM2328.JPG"><img src="http://w123club.nl/w123galerij/g2data/albums/300TD/Turkije2006/album6/240/HPIM2328.JPG" /></a></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><em>Termessos has a lot of tombs</em></td>
<td><em>The amfitheatre<br />
</em></td>
</tr>
</table>
<table>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://w123club.nl/w123galerij/g2data/albums/300TD/Turkije2006/album6/1024/HPIM2329.JPG"><img src="http://w123club.nl/w123galerij/g2data/albums/300TD/Turkije2006/album6/240/HPIM2329.JPG" /></a></td>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://w123club.nl/w123galerij/g2data/albums/300TD/Turkije2006/album6/1024/HPIM2343.JPG"><img src="http://w123club.nl/w123galerij/g2data/albums/300TD/Turkije2006/album6/240/HPIM2343.JPG" /></a></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><em>Amfitheatre again</em></td>
<td><em><br />
</em></td>
</tr>
</table>
<p>After the ruins we went back to Antalya, we passed the big Kipa supermarket and wanted to check-out if they had vegetable oil. We wered stunned how big this place was, a gigantic K-mart like warehouse. I was glad to see they had 5L bottles of sunflower oil, that&#8217;s a whole lot better than the 1 liter bottles. In the supermarket, after I filled the shopping cart with 135 liters in total the turkish people around us were stupified. We saw them watching like &#8220;What is this guy doing with that stuff?!?&#8221;. A turkish man couldn&#8217;t restrain his curiousity and walked towards me and asked what I was about to do with this. He only spoke turkish and no english or german or french, but he was so amazed, he just *had* to know (otherwise he probably couldn&#8217;t sleep <img src='http://300td.org/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' />  I made some gestures by virtually steering a car, and I guess he&#8217;d understand <img src='http://300td.org/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' />  At the parking lot of the Kipa, Fedde helped me with filling the car up. After that we had to separate, we brought Fedde back to the Citadel of Antalya and we were heading east in the direction of Anamur. It was already past 7pm, so we tried to make it to Side and look for a pension/hotel there. We didn&#8217;t want to drive in the dark as we sometimes do, because the coastal route of Turkey is amazing.</p>
<p>When we entered Side in the evening, it looked awful. Side only seemed to exist of awful gigantic resort buildings, the part of side along the coast that is. After looking for a while, we found a small one which was okay, and not too expensive. Melis didn&#8217;t want to spend the night in the car, because the lack of water to wash ourselves with. In our room we Melis made a dinner with rice. We had a lot of fun tonight, this time it resulted in a rice fight, we bombarded each other with rice, too much fun we had <img src='http://300td.org/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' />  Tomorrow we depart again to continue the coastal route.</p>
<table>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://w123club.nl/w123galerij/g2data/albums/300TD/Turkije2006/album6/1024/HPIM2356.JPG"><img src="http://w123club.nl/w123galerij/g2data/albums/300TD/Turkije2006/album6/240/HPIM2356.JPG" /></a></td>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://w123club.nl/w123galerij/g2data/albums/300TD/Turkije2006/album2/1024/HPIM2359.JPG"><img src="http://w123club.nl/w123galerij/g2data/albums/300TD/Turkije2006/album2/240/HPIM2359.JPG" /></a></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><em>Wondering what we are going to do with it.. <img src='http://300td.org/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';-)' class='wp-smiley' /> </em></td>
<td><em>Fill &#8216;r up!</em></td>
</tr>
</table>
<table>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://w123club.nl/w123galerij/g2data/albums/300TD/Turkije2006/album2/1024/HPIM2374.JPG"><img src="http://w123club.nl/w123galerij/g2data/albums/300TD/Turkije2006/album2/240/HPIM2374.JPG" /></a></td>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://w123club.nl/w123galerij/g2data/albums/300TD/Turkije2006/album6/1024/HPIM2362.JPG"><img src="http://w123club.nl/w123galerij/g2data/albums/300TD/Turkije2006/album6/240/HPIM2362.JPG" /></a></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><em>Filling her up again<br />
</em></td>
<td><em>Manavgat falls</em></td>
</tr>
</table>
<table>
<tr>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://w123club.nl/w123galerij/g2data/albums/300TD/Turkije2006/album6/1024/HPIM2361.JPG"><img src="http://w123club.nl/w123galerij/g2data/albums/300TD/Turkije2006/album6/240/HPIM2361.JPG" /></a></td>
<td><a target="_blank" href="http://w123club.nl/w123galerij/g2data/albums/300TD/Turkije2006/album6/1024/HPIM2373.JPG"><img src="http://w123club.nl/w123galerij/g2data/albums/300TD/Turkije2006/album6/240/HPIM2373.JPG" /></a></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td><em>On the road to Side (Manavgat)</em><em><br />
</em></td>
<td><em>Along the coast</em></td>
</tr>
</table>
<div align="center"><a target="_new" href="http://w123club.nl/w123galerij/g2data/albums/300TD/photopages/30-03-06.html">>>> <strong>More pictures from today here (new window)</strong>  <<<</a></div>
]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>http://300td.org/2006/03/30/termessos-ruins/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
	</channel>
</rss>
