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Göreme Open Air Museum (Cappadocia Photo Dump #3)

First, a couple pictures I snapped on my way out of Göreme on my way to the museum…

The Old Cappadocia Pancake House gave me a little chuckle. I guess you can kinda call Gozleme’s “pancakes” but that really stretches it. On the menu list you can see the second option is “chese” a little later down they have another choice “beef and chesee”. On the scrolling neon sign they spell the word, “chesse”. Keep trying different spellings. Sooner or later they will get one right. 🙂

The skyline in this next photo is Sunset point (to the left of the flag) and path (extending off to the right) where many of the photos for Cappadocia photo dump #2 were snapped. There are three tiny dots on the right of the skyline that are actually three people sitting and enjoying the view. It is about where they are where I snapped the selfie that is currently my facebook profile picture.

And now on the road to El Nazar Church…


This next one would have been the home of the priest or monk responsible for the church. It is actually larger than most homes I have seen and might even have been a meeting place. One thing that I am constantly reminded of here is how everyone’s homes were so much smaller than what we think we need today. Even those living with what we now call “tiny homes” would be extravagant by comparison.

Now on to the Open Air Museum…

I’m only allowed to take pictures inside when nobody’s looking to tell me no.  (Interpret that how you want) So know that any pictures like the next couple from here on out were snapped covertly. 😉

Most of the dozens of churches here are very small and are places for prayer (and burial) rather than meeting places like we consider church today. I do have a little evidence that the larger one halfway through the trip was the exception. The table for forty is served…

Now back outside:

When I returned to Goreme, I noticed a place that whares the name of one of my favorite restaurants in Gaziantep. While it was good, clearly not all Istasyon’s are created equal. Good bye till next time.



Saint Nick’s Cathedral

I am going to try and do a minimum of commentary and just let my pictures do the talking for me. This past weekend I visited the ancient city of Myra which is also where Saint Nikolaus (Santa Claus) spent his entire ministry career.

The weather the entire time was gorgeous and the small local town of Demre was about what I expected. My first real surprise came when I walked to Santa Square. I turned a corner and it was almost like I entered a complete different world. If I were to describe the change in two words they would be “Russian” and “Empty.”

I turned a corner and what I was seeing immediately went from a typical Turkish town to this:


Although nearly every door on the side of every building was promoting the sale of icons or other memorabilia, there was only one shop open. There was only one person working that shop and they were watching me make my gradual, zig zagging way in their direction. Most of what they were selling was very Russian or Eastern European in nature but I could find one or two grudging nods to the “western” concept of Santa.

Being their only customer, and with them even seeming surprised somebody actually came out, I felt obligated to buy something (an English language guide to the city). Her Turkish accent sounded Russian and she was delightfully surprised I was able to say “thank you” and “God bless you” in what was surely horribly accented Russian. I then made my way into her shop which didn’t even have lights on until I came close. Clearly there was another individual hiding somewhere in the shadows.

The shop was one end of a large, four story building and I made my way past the shopfront end back into what still felt like a ghost town. Imagine one store open in an empty mall. For those in Rochester, just imagine Irondequoit Mall. The roof did provide a nice vantage of the area and I snapped a few from there before heading down to see if St Nikolaus Church was open.


The church was open. I spent a few hours in there doing some exploring and a little photography but mostly I simply soaked in the solitude and beauty of such an ancient sacred space. There was one early moment when I couldn’t help bursting into laughter. The idea of Santa Claus as a “teacher of abstinence” was just too much.


OK. Enough of me. Now, I’ll step out of the way and let the pictures do the talking. As always, every picture can be enlarged by clicking…
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