At this time, a little boy of about three or four years old came over on a tricycle, pressed his phone, looked at Yunluo's reaction, and then rode away. After a while, he came back, turned on Yunluo's phone again, saw that Yunluo didn't respond, flipped through Yunluo's application, and then rode away again.
Such a cunning kid! Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo decided to see what he was going to do. After a while, he came over again, this time taking Yunluo's phone away and taking pictures of his friends. Yunluo motioned him to return the phone to Yunluo, pointed to the side, took a picture of him, and showed it to him.
After he looked at it, he pointed and asked Yun Luo to stand over so that he could take a photo of her. Embarrassing, he was too young and didn't know how to take photos. He couldn't even hold the phone steady, so he could only take a photo of Yun Luo's calves, which was still blurry. He took the camera and took photos of the two Muslim girls next to him, one of whom shyly covered her face.
This kid is so naughty! After teasing the child, Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo were almost done, so they said goodbye to the kid and waited for the hotel's airport shuttle. Returning to China from the European airport. Before going to the parking lot, Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo used their Huaxia debit card to withdraw 2,000 tl from the Garantibank ATM in Turkey, the only ATM with the UnionPay logo.
The money spit out was a combination of large and small bills, very humane. Handsome Ugur took Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo to a silver Fiatlinea, which looked very new and clean, and had only run 20,000 kilometers. He checked the original driver's license (actually just copied some personal information on his list) and confirmed the fuel tank scale.
At this time, the empty tank light was on, so I told Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo to return the car with an empty tank (it was actually easier to pick up a full tank, but it was quite difficult to pick up an empty tank, and the fuel cost in Turkey was very high, so the car rental company usually made a profit). At the same time, I told Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo how to pass the HGS toll gate and confirmed the return date.
You can contact me by text message for the specific time. Ugur gave me a business card so that I can call for help if there is any problem on the way. I paid the remaining rental fee of 298 euros and 10 euros for tolls in cash. Because the euro only has integer denominations, the fraction is converted into lira for payment. Before leaving, Ugur gave Yunluo the receipt for the airport parking fee.
The formalities were simply completed. Get in the car. Install the navigation system, set the first destination, the hotel in Safranbolu (this was saved by Yunluo in advance), and set off! He trembled as he drove onto the Turkish road. He was not familiar with their traffic conditions, nor was he familiar with their driver's driving style.
The first thing to do is to find a gas station to "eat" for the car. Damn, what is the sign of this gas station? What does it look like? I have no idea. There are so many colorful signs on the roadside that I can't understand them at all. I quickly used the navigation to search for information about nearby gas stations. I am not used to judging the names of Turkish road signs and the distances between intersections.
Because Yunluo drove too fast, he missed the exit several times. He turned back and ran into a traffic jam. Seeing that the fuel tank pointer had already hit the bottom, he still couldn't see the shadow of the gas station. He was so excited that he thought, what should he do if he broke down on the main road just after leaving the airport? All kinds of weird and embarrassing scenes flashed before his eyes.
Fortunately, someone shouted "Gas station" when Yunluo was desperate. This time, Yunluo finally grasped the actual turning and drove into the gas station smoothly. He filled up the diesel with 165tl. After buying some mineral water, he got back on the road. The road out of Istanbul was blocked for an hour. There were actually many people selling snacks, bread and other food on the road.
It was just casually shuttling in the middle of the road, but for Yunluo, who was used to driving during Beijing's rush hour, it was still within the tolerable range. Once he got on the highway, the situation became clear. The speed shown on the meter was a little different from the speed on Yunluo's GPS. Perhaps the rental company was worried that the customer was speeding, so they deliberately set the meter higher?
Without knowing the layout of the electronic police in Turkey, I dared not drive too fast. The road condition was very good. The scenery along the way was also good. I was in a very good mood. Although I hadn't slept well for more than ten hours, I didn't feel sleepy at all during the driving process. Maybe it was because of the daylight saving time, it felt that the night in Türkiye was dark later in this season.
Before dark, Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo turned into a service area to eat something. Unlike Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo, where there were many people using the toilet, selling zongzi, selling oden, and shopping in the supermarket, there were very few people in their service area. There was only a row of counters dedicated to eating, with ready-made dishes, similar to boxed lunches, and users ordered by themselves and then paid for them.
Just 3 or 4 dishes cost 55tl, which shows that prices in Turkey are quite expensive. Following the navigation, I successfully entered Safranbolu at 21:00 in the evening and found the hotel I booked in advance, Safranbolusayinlarhotel. The entrance was an alley on Taige Road, and I saw other cars parked randomly against the wall.
There happened to be vacancies at the entrance of the hotel. When they got off the bus, a young man came out of the hotel to greet Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo, and told them that the hotel had no rooms left. He took Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo to Otélyedekcioglukonagi, which was directly opposite, and they were expected to arrive at their destination very late that night.
They were leaving the next morning, so they had originally booked a relatively cheap room, just for a night's sleep, and had no special requirements for the hotel's hardware facilities. The boss helped Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo arrange accommodation, and they didn't have to pay. Later, they found that hotels in Turkey require payment after check-in, and no deposit is required.
You're tired after a long day. Go take a shower and go to bed early.
Safranbolu-Ankara woke up naturally early in the morning and walked around the city in the morning mist. Tourists had not yet gone out, and many businesses had not yet opened their doors to welcome customers. The entire Carsi district seemed particularly quiet. Safranbolu is a small mountain town, and walking is the best way to visit it. Many Ottoman-era houses are preserved here.
It is the only city that has survived as a complete settlement, with two or three-story wooden structures, with the upper floors projecting above the lower ones and supported by carved brackets. The houses were built on a timber frame as a foundation, then filled with adobe bricks and finally coated with a mixture of plaster and straw.
The exterior walls are painted with plaster or lime and decorated with wood. There are about 10-12 rooms inside, with separate accommodations for men and women, usually with built-in niches and cabinets as decoration, and exquisite lime fireplaces. Larger houses have indoor pools, mainly using running water to cool the rooms.
Cincihamam This bathhouse was built in the same period as the Business Inn. It is still in operation today, mainly providing services to local residents. Although it is not well-known, it has a strong sense of history and you can feel the details of the old bathhouse. Due to time constraints, Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo were unable to go in and experience it.
Koprulu Mehmed Pasha Mosque (Koprulumehmetpasacamii) is a mosque built by the Ottoman Sultan in 1661. Compared with the mosques in Istanbul, this mosque is small and exquisite. It is one of the representative buildings of Safranbolu.
There is a metal sundial in the courtyard, which was added in the mid-19th century. Cincihani, a hotel converted from a business inn, was built in 1645 and has a history of more than 360 years. The hotel is built of marble and is the largest building in the city. There are posters posted at the door, making it a good place for weddings.
Because we left home too early, many shops in the town were not open yet. We went back to the inn to have breakfast first. The owner prepared a traditional Turkish breakfast for Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo, including olives, bread, butter, cheese, jam, cucumbers, tomatoes, and scrambled eggs with butter made by the owner's mother, which tasted very good.
The first time I used the Turkish hot and cold water buckets to make black tea, I had to judge which was the cold water and which was the hot water by the condensation on the tube. After checking out, I continued to wander around Safranbolu and took a fancy to the two commanding heights of the town, one of which was the old government building on the western hillside. First, I went to the Kenttarihimuzesi Museum.
A building with yellow exterior walls is very eye-catching. Another commanding point is the Hidirlikpark park on the southern hillside. There is a fee sign at the entrance of this park, and there is also a ticket booth, but when Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo went there, there was no one there, so there was no ticket. The restaurant or teahouse in the park was also closed because no one was running it.
Both places are great spots to overlook the entire Safranbolu. There are not many tourists. I only saw a few waves of tourists leaving in the square next to the public bathroom. Everywhere I went, there were only three or five desolate locals. I really like the tranquility of Safranbolu. I sit on the wall of the park on the top of the mountain, overlooking the panoramic view of Safranbolu, drinking coffee and daydreaming.
Let yourself empty your mind. It is a very pleasant thing. Unfortunately, Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo were just passers-by who came in a hurry. They had no time to have a proper meal in this beautiful city before they had to set off to the next stop, Ankara. The GPS brought Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo to Ankara smoothly. The road into the city was a little narrow and narrow.
The traffic was quite dense. We found the hotel we booked, but there was no suitable parking space at the door. The classmate got out of the car to find someone, and a waiter immediately came out to help Yunluo park the car. After completing the check-in procedures and holding the key to prepare to go upstairs, the front desk staff told Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo that they had to take the elevator in two batches.
Only then did I realize that the elevator in this building is really super mini. The rated number of people is 4. Because of the luggage, only 3 people can go up at a time. There is something new in the elevator. The elevator has two doors. In fact, there are no doors at all. You can clearly see the wall rolling. When you reach the third floor, you have to push the door open manually.
I was not used to it at first, and every time the elevator arrived, I would stand there stupidly waiting for it to open the door. Although it was past dinner time, I still had to go out to eat something. Tachotel was in a good location, located in the bustling Cankiricd. I checked on Googlemap and it was not far to walk to the Great Castle and the Museum of Anatolian Civilizations.
When I first arrived in Turkey, I was naturally craving for the famous kebab, so I found a restaurant where I could eat in and started to study it. But when I went in, I found that there were other dishes, so I forgot about the kebab. The chefs and waiters had very limited English vocabulary, and communication was difficult. Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo could only guess by looking at the ready-made food.
Finally, I ordered half a roast chicken, a roast fish, and a vegetable salad, which was quite rich. My classmate needed to go online, so he was eager to buy a SIM card. In order to protect the interests of its mobile phone dealers, Turkey will lock mobile phones purchased outside Turkey after 10 days of using Turkish SIM cards.
You have to pay an expensive registration fee to continue using it. I inquired at the airport and thought the sim card package was too expensive, so I didn't apply for it. I spent nearly an hour in the Turkcell operator's business hall in Ankara and finally got it done and could make calls and surf the Internet. Climb up to the big castle behind the Museum of Anatolian Civilizations before sunset.
It was so spectacular there, and the weather was very good. The visibility was high, and the 360-degree view of the entire city of Ankara from the commanding heights gave me a sense of dominance. At the top of the mountain, a Turkish man approached me. He had been to China and Chengdu. He had seen giant pandas and had a good impression of the Chinese people. He enthusiastically introduced Ankara to Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
He brought an Argentinian beauty with him to climb the mountain and asked for a group photo of the three countries. On the way down from the Great Castle, he encountered two super cool police motorcycles and four super cool patrolmen. He walked to the Ataturk Statue Square, where an old man was scattering food for pigeons, and flocks of pigeons surrounded him to grab the food.
There were also a few cute children chasing pigeons in the middle. Nalan Shiqi, Yunluo and the other four Chinese were probably the only Asians to be seen in Ankara. Their tourist attire and the two little white dogs were particularly eye-catching, and the rate of returning eyes was almost 100%. The enthusiastic Turks took the initiative to ask for photos with them many times. I suddenly felt like a star on the street.
Along the way, we walked to Genclikpark Youth Park (also called Luna Park), which is a simple and quiet free park with fountains, tulip beds, a small stand selling juggling ice cream, and an amusement park with a Ferris wheel. We found a recommended restaurant on LP, Kubasikpiknik.
According to Google Map, it should be on xx street, but I couldn't see it when I went back and forth. I asked a handsome guy on the roadside, but he couldn't find it after looking for a long time. He enthusiastically led Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo into a store and asked someone else. After studying it for a long time, the group said that it should have closed down.
It's okay. Yunluo doesn't have to eat at that restaurant, so why don't you recommend one? I found a kabab restaurant at the end of the alley. It's not big, and there are few customers. The decoration is new and clean. I ordered a variety of barbecue sets, which tasted very good, and I also ate authentic rice pudding. I was very satisfied.
After dinner, there is a small shop selling coffee and black tea on the left. Gulkahve, Kurukahveci, I went in to take a look and bought some local coffee and black tea. The price is really not expensive. The owner is packing bags for Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo. I turned on the TV for Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo to watch, and then I found that this shop is quite famous.
The local TV station even did a special report and recommendation. On the way back to the hotel, I saw a small fruit vendor on the roadside and picked a large bag of oranges, at least a dozen, for only 6 liras, which was too cheap. In the morning, I had a buffet breakfast at the hotel and went out to visit the An?t Kabir, the mausoleum of the founding father of Turkey. Because I misread the map, I thought I could walk there.
As a result, we walked for a long time but couldn't find any signs, so we had to take a taxi, which wasted the advantage of renting a car. (The Ataturk Mausoleum has a Turkish name - an?tkabir, which is the resting place of Kemal, the founding father of modern Turkey. Kemal died in Istanbul on November 10, 1938.
The remains were then sent back to Ankara and temporarily placed in the lobby of the Anthropology Museum. In order to commemorate this great man, Turkey planned to build this magnificent mausoleum. The mausoleum was completed in 1944, and on the anniversary of Kemal's death in 1953, 15 years after his death, his remains were moved into the mausoleum and buried underground.
This mausoleum was built to commemorate Mustafa Kemal Ataturk, the founder of modern Turkey. It is magnificent and worth seeing. It is high above the city and is made of a lot of marble, which makes people feel awe. The mausoleum is very large and the sun was particularly strong that day. The biggest feature of the mausoleum of the founding father is the tall and mighty guards who keep vigil.
The flag-raising squad soldiers are comparable to Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo Tiananmen. I read in the guide that there is a changing of guard ceremony at 10 am every day. I consulted the staff and found that there is indeed a changing of guard ceremony. Many people stood in the square waiting after visiting the mausoleum and the photo exhibition. It seems that there is an important event today. The ceremony did not start after 10 o'clock.
Until I saw a group of people dressed in suits and officials in the distance, with three soldiers leading the way with wreaths. I guess they must be the leaders of an international organization or some dignitaries who came to pay homage to Ataturk, the father of the nation. There was a group photo session after the ceremony. As soon as this group of people left, I saw another group dressed like senior military leaders.
We really caught up with the right time. Before leaving, Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo asked to take a photo with the general with stripes all over his body. Seeing that Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo were foreigners, they were also very happy to cooperate. Wow. We happened to meet a group of children who came to the Mausoleum of Ataturk to carry out patriotic education. We returned to the hotel to pack our luggage and checked out around 11:30.
We rushed to the next destination: Cappadocia. We continued to follow the GPS. The road was in good condition. We passed Tuzg?lu Salt Lake halfway. This place was a bit like a designated shopping spot for tourist groups. After entering, someone would stuff a handful of salt into your hand, saying it was the salt from the salt lake. After rubbing it on your hands and washing it with clean water, you would find that there was a layer of oil on your hands. (To be continued...)