The Death March

 No it wasn't, Danielle.


Alan and I have been wanting to climb down from the castle via castle wall for quite a while.  Danielle and Bryan have been wanting to hike ever since moving to the incredibly flat Netherlands. Sounds like the perfect equation huh?

See the wall snaking down the mountain?

Bryan: "Yeah, right around this corner is a side walk, don't worry."
Danielle: "I can't breath.  We're all going to die."

Bryan and Danielle sharing a tender moment.  Probably something about plunging to her death. 

The picture doesn't do it justice, but my hiking outfit consists of leggings, a sweater dress, a peacoat, ballet flats, and an umbrella that came in handy for pushing massive prickle bushes out of the way. 

Sign at the bottom of the "trail."  It might translate to "tripping may result in death."

Luckily no one tripped.  And the rain held out long enough to make it all the way down. And we didn't have to have Danielle airlifted out of there.

Into the Looking Glass

OK. It's a cistern. Or maybe a well.

Alanya Castle. New Year's Eve 2011.

Kuşadası: Bird Island

Cave of the Seven Sleepers

Ok... so I'm a skeptic.  But one who LOVES a good story.  I love the shivery tingle of goose bumps I get when reading about ghosts, aliens, magic, witches... etc.  Unfortunately sometimes miracle stories fall into this category for me.  It isn't that I don't want to believe... I desperately do, but sometimes I can't.  Who knows whether these stories are fables told to children as a teaching tool, or by people experiencing hallucinations, or as accounts of actual experiences, but whether I believe or not, I love them.  Reading about them. Watching documentaries about them. VISITING THE ACTUAL SITES! OMG we are SO lucky.

According to legend, seven Christians hid in caves outside of Ephesus in 250AD, escaping persecution and execution by Roman rulers. These men fell asleep and slept for somewhere between 150 and 200 years, and awoke in a much safer era for Christians.  (Around the same time Mary and John escaped to Ephesus from Jerusalem.)  Muslims also believe in this legend, featuring a slightly different story in the Qur'an.

Alan needed a nap.  He was NOT trying to escape the grumpy persecution of his wife. 

Legend or true miracle, I love this story.

Christmas Mass at Mary's House

We've wanted to visit Ephesus and Selçuk ever since we decided to move to Turkey.  This year we decided to make it our Christmas trip, because there are so many historically Christian sites here. We really lucked out, and planned our trip in a way that allowed us to visit The Virgin Mary's Home on Christmas day, and celebrate Christmas morning mass right there.

 

While there are some questions around the legitimacy of this site, what was some German nun's vision, has become a pilgrimage site for Christians and Muslims alike.

Prayers 

Muslims believe in the Virgin birth, and that Jesus was a miracle worker whose birth was a result of God's breath upon Mary. They don't believe either God or Mary are divine.

Lighting candles in honor of people who might need a little extra right now.  I prayed for a lot of people.  You may have been one of them. 

The service was so joyful.  There were readings in English, Turkish, French, and German, with worshipers from Italy and China. The priest was welcoming and funny, and a little girl with punk-rocker red clip-on bangs sang "Away in the Manger." When she stumbled and forgot the lines the congregation of people from far flung parts of the globe joined in to help her find her way. Whatever your views on religion, something that brings us all together with a sense of community and brotherhood, can't be bad. 

Şirince: the Los Olivos of Western Turkey

  We found Wine Country. And LOVED it.  Not the wine so much.  But the village.

Beautiful architecture.

Lovely view. 

Super cute tasting glasses.

Perfect bed-and-breakfast location for sale.  

Mind Boggling Architecture

Have you ever wondered how ancient civilizations managed to build amazing structures like the Pyramids, the Great Wall of China, or the Acropolis without the aid of cranes and jackhammers, and other modern tools?  Besides the sheer feat of lifting multiple tons of marble and stone high into the air (on their backs?  On the backs of camels?  With magic?) the part that always amazes me the most is the beautiful attention to detail.

All I can think while walking through Ephesus is, "Wait a minute.  You want a temple, but it isn't enough that I turn tons and tons of stone into a perfectly balanced arch way? You want me to carve the stone into the the face of a woman.  With my hammer."  I would have walked off that job in a heart beat.

Thanks to Ms. Ostrander's 6th grade history, I can identify this as an Ionic column.  

Laws and orders of execution carved into hundreds of marble slabs.  

And THEN! After all that hammering. Someone. Cut. His. Head. Off!  

Alan pretends he doesn't like cats.  He's fooling no one.

The Library.  I hate to say it girls.  THIS is the new coolest library I've ever been to.