The underground and above ground world of Cappadocia. I arrived here this morning about 7am after the bus trip from hell. The bus itself was comfortable, but I just don’t seem to be able to sleep in planes, trains, buses and an automobile, as the saying goes. As we arrived at the main bus terminal in Antalya last night at around 9.30pm. My first impression was there was a riot going on, or an overflow from the heated soccer match that had been played in town that evening. There were hundreds and hundreds of people at the station, traffic were in a logjam, police everywhere. When a Turk gets stuck in traffic he does one thing, jump on the horn, no two things, he yells out the window as well; for however long it takes for
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