At around 3pm, I returned to the hotel and immediately put on a facial mask, mint cream, and honey for emergency treatment. My face was really bad, and I didn't even want to go to the Rose Valley Sunset. Finally, I gritted my teeth and went. The Rose Valley Sunset was a gift from the owner when I booked the hotel and safari. The whole process required a 3-hour hike in the valley.
There were quite a few people who joined the sunset tour. Many of them came here after finishing the red and green lines for the day. They also got up early in the morning to ride the hot air balloon, so everyone was actually very tired at this time. At the entrance of Rose Valley, it was still early, the sun was still high, the sky was very blue, and the mountains of Rose Valley were divided into strips by minerals, rising from the ground and occupying one side.
The high-class people said that it was a bit like Yellowstone Park in the United States. Yunluo could only say, well, it was a bit like Zhangye in the Hexi Corridor. "Ah, self-disciplined trees!" said my friend. Yes, from time to time there would be a small forest in the valley, growing straight and pointing straight to the blue sky. As the sun approached sunset, the sky began to turn red, and the sun finally stopped being scorching, gently coating the calcified mountain with a layer of rose red.
Rose Valley got its name from this. The further we walked with the guide, the more amazing it became. In the valley in early spring, the path was narrow and narrow, the wild flowers and grasses on the roadside were messy and lush, the branches of shrubs often blocked the road, and in front was a strip of rose red. After two hours of hiking, we finally reached the viewing platform.
However, the sky suddenly became overcast and the temperature dropped sharply. The long-awaited sunset ended with only ten minutes of sunset glow. In the sunset glow, we overlooked the vast valley and the radiant clouds. On this day, Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo split up again. Rita and Fangfang took the night bus to Fethiye.
Yunluo followed Nalanshiqi's friend and set off for Antalya at 10pm. We had planned to get up early to the traveler cave hotel where Nalanshiqi stayed to take photos of the hot air balloon sunrise. At 5 or 6pm, we looked out the window and saw dark clouds and strong winds. We were disappointed. But we were also thankful that it was sunny yesterday. Following our friend's guide, we took the local bus and arrived at the underground city in the next town.
Seeing that only Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo were left, the driver kindly sent them to the entrance of the underground city (although the bus station was not far from the entrance). To express her gratitude, Yunluo gave the first postcard from China. It was a photo of Qinghai Lake, printed by Mafengwo last year.
The dungeon is a place of refuge for local residents during wars. Caves are dug under the ground where people hide and store food. The dungeon is intricate and complex, like a level in an RPG game. If you go the wrong way, you will be trapped in a maze. All the "furniture" in the dungeon is made of stone, including stone doors, stone beds, stone tables and chairs.
Yunluo didn't know how many floors the underground city had, but looking at the iron nets and secret passages inside to lure enemies for self-defense, he felt sympathetic. Thousands of years ago, this place was also a place of killing. He didn't hire a tour guide. He walked through it in a hurry. Back to Goreme, he ran into Rita and Fangfang in the restaurant. They were wandering around the town. Waiting for the night bus.
To be honest, I didn't make any food guide for this trip to Turkey. So, it was verified again that Yunluo was not a foodie, but a savage who could eat anything. Fortunately, the barbecue and French fries in Turkey have always been very popular with Yunluo. After lunch, we walked from the town to the open-air museum.
"This is a world cultural heritage site in Turkey. It is a complex of buildings built on the basis of natural landforms, including cave churches, chapels and monasteries. Located in a steep valley, the open-air museum condenses the nature, history and humanity of Cappadocia. It brings together more than 30 cave churches of different sizes and characteristics.
These churches were originally built by Christians who migrated to Cappadocia to escape political persecution. In order to hide their identities, they hollowed out the mountains to build churches, and the interiors were painted with colorful murals, which were extremely beautiful." - Excerpted from Qiongyou For Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo, who are not Christians and have not studied European culture, they don't really understand this kind of churches.
After visiting many churches along the way, they found that the murals in the dark church were the best preserved. The biggest gain for Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo in the open-air museum was the scenery on the road. From the opposite side of the road, they saw such a scene: an old woman in Turkish clothes, with her back to Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo.
Standing between two trees full of blue eyes and earthenware jars, next to a cart piled with bottles and jars, my friend said that this is a painting. Indeed, there is no sense of disobedience. These two trees are also one of the landmarks of Goreme. As for the wild dogs and white horses on the road, the green grass and yellow flowers, and the strange peaks and rocks, they are also a painting.
Back in town again, I passed by an inconspicuous grocery store. There was only an old man guarding the store, and the goods were piled up in a mess. The old man didn't take the initiative to call out, and didn't understand English, so he relied on simple numbers to quote prices. What impressed me most was that Nalan Shiqi liked a keychain, and the old man searched through boxes and cabinets to find it, but unfortunately he couldn't find it in the end.
Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo picked up many souvenirs here. When they checked out, the old man gave them a discount and some blue-eyed trinkets. Later, they found out that this store was actually recommended by many Chinese people, and there was a note in Chinese on the door. Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo also gave a thumbs up to the old man's honesty.
This is indeed the cheapest restaurant Yunluo encountered along the way. We had dinner at a panoramic restaurant. Honey yogurt is recommended in any restaurant. After dinner, we returned to the hotel to pick up our luggage. After booking the room, we booked airport pick-up, changed the itinerary, asked for discounts, and joined a group tour. We always had to trouble the store.
So, before leaving, Yunluo wrote a postcard to the shop owner, thanking them for their service and help. At 10 pm, the night bus to Antalya arrived. I chose the Metro, which has a good reputation. The sleep suit has wide seats and is more comfortable than the plane. The most important thing is that there is charging and wi-fi, but there is no legendary food.
Most of the people on the bus were Chinese students who were studying in Europe. They almost forgot that they were in a foreign country. Cover yourself with a shawl and wish you a good night's sleep. Show all | Reply to forsister0302 Follow forsister0302 Posted on 2015-06-23 11:57 Day 6 Traveling through thousands of years, rain trapped the Mediterranean in Antalya-Aspendos Ancient Theater.
Mediterranean-Fethiye I woke up from the bus with a groan and saw the mist outside the window. Antalya, a small Mediterranean city with 300 days of sunshine a year, is actually raining. If you are reading this article, you have also been to Antalya in the rain. What a coincidence, Yunluo thinks Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo can be friends.
After a quick wash in the restroom at the bus station, I bought a ticket to Fethiye in the evening, left my luggage at the station, and walked to the departure hall on the other side, ready to go to Aspendos. The guide I checked before said that I could take a minibus from Sierl and then transfer once to get there. But after arriving at Sierl, I found that I had to wait a long time for the transfer, so Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo decided to charter a car.
The problem came again. Sierl was probably a very small town. Passers-by and drivers did not speak English, and they could not even communicate simple numbers. So Yunluo turned on the drawing mode, drew a clock, two arrows, and a currency symbol, and communicated simply and roughly to complete the transaction.
After Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo got in the car, they felt more and more incredible and laughed all the way. After driving for ten minutes, they arrived at the parking lot of Aspendos. The driver said that he would pick up Lan Shiqi and Yunluo in an hour and a half, and then left in a cloud of dust. Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo were worried about his kindness, but Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo had not paid a penny.
He was not afraid that Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo would stand him up and run away. "Despite nearly 2,000 years of sandstorms, earthquakes, wars, and other uses, these buildings have not been destroyed or damaged on a large scale. The exquisite structure of the theater has been preserved almost perfectly except for some cornices.
It is also one of the best-preserved ancient Roman theater sites in the world. It is said that the unique acoustic design of this ancient theater was so good that even the sound of a silver coin falling to the ground could be heard in the audience. Due to this extraordinary sound design, the Aspendos Theater is still in use today.
Every summer, the Antalya Opera Festival and Art Festival are held here. No amplification equipment is used, and the audience sits on the stone steps that are 2,000 years old to enjoy the perfect sound effects. "The first time I saw the ancient Roman theater, I was really shocked. Yunluo has always had no resistance to this kind of ruins with a strong sense of time travel.
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Time flies by, yet it never goes away; things grow and disappear, yet they never disappear or grow. The stars change, but they remain the same. The driver came to pick up Lan Seqi and Yun Luo as promised. When we returned to Antalya again, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon, and we were hungry. We took the light rail from the bus station to the station, and got off at the Ismet Pasa station, and had lunch immediately.
The streets beside were full of colorful umbrellas. It was a lively old town. I didn't know if I had taken the wrong road. It was a little different from what Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo had imagined. There were so many small commodities that it suddenly felt like Yiwu. It wasn't until we walked to the pier and saw the dark green Mediterranean under the clouds that the old town became bright.
The rain was getting heavier. I took shelter while walking and didn't dare to use my camera. Most tourists had taken shelter in hotels and restaurants. There were only a few tourists and cats jumping around on the streets of the old city. The streets were washed clean and the air became moist and transparent. A little story also happened in Antalya.
After buying things at the pharmacy, my friend left his wallet behind. The shopkeeper chased him out of the store and returned the wallet to Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo. Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo were just passers-by, thank you for your kindness. In a foreign country, even the smallest kindness is a great gratitude. At 7pm, I took the bus to Fethiye and met up with Rita and Fangfang. It was already 10pm when we arrived. (To be continued...)