Sunday 25 September 2011

Nothing rhymes with Pammukale

Hello, hello

The third stop in our Turkish odyssey had white terraces of the pink and white terraces kind, but with the notable differences of being above sea level and there being no pink ones. Also, there were Roman ruins.

We had been cruelly misinformed that the terraces were only able to be viewed from a distance, so enroute we paid 25 lira each to bathe in a beautiful man-made pool which had the same mineral water within and ancient Roman ruins scattered around the floor. To my delight the mineral waters turned out to be magical and repaired my bleach-shredded hair to the extent that I can pass for semi-normal once more! Hoorah!  


Three lovely ladies amongst the roman ruins, unfortunately we were too busy bathing in the pools to get photos of us bathing in the pools... suffice it to say that they were awesome.


We tore ourselves away, rounded a corner made from ancient library and beheld the terraces just as the sun started to set: they were absolutely stunning and accessible to tourists! I think that it would definitely be worth dredging up the Kiwi ones and getting out the super glue...





The texture was amazingly cool, at times the slope looked quite precarious but not once were we even close to slipping...

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