Pammukale & The Art Of Going With The Flow

“Experience is how life catches up with us and teaches us to love and forgive each other.” Judy Collins

On the day I was getting ready to leave Ephesus and head on to Greece, I was hanging out in the terrace dining area with my new friend Paige when Alicia entered and we all started talking.

We took a ride to the nearby city of Kusadasi for lunch in Alicia’s car.  On the way back, Alicia asked if anyone wanted to go to Pamukkale.  I had wanted to visit there, but it was several hours away.  I had nothing booked anywhere else, so I said “Sure, I’ll go.”

On the way to Pamukkale, we saw one little brown sign that said “Mysa” and decided to take a quick detour.  We caught an amazing moment with the sun setting through the trees and even got a great photo of a lady walking down the mountain while carrying a sheep.

Pamukkale has these great thermal springs and a huge lake with the surrounding cliffs that are salt which look likes snow.  The hotel where we got rooms was really nice and had a huge mud bath pool with several levels.

We had one full day to drive around and check things out.  We drove up the mountain to see the area and even had a snowball fight.

And then that night, we went to see a show at the hotel.  We thought it was going to be a whirling dervish show.  Instead, it was a belly dancing show.  After a little while, the dancer picked several people out of the crowd. Guess who was one of them?  That’s right, yours truly.  For those of you brave enough to watch, you can click here to see the video.

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August 8, 2012 - 4:35 pm

Paige Mary-June - Greetings Jake! I had seen this before, but was reminiscing about my trip to Selcuk with my mother, and she demanded photos. I’m sending her here. :) I’m not to far from there at the moment (Izmir) and I’ll spend a few days in Kusadasi. Might seem different than when we took our quick stop for burgers in what was undoubtedly the off-season. I’ll keep you posted.

Lovely, lovely work!

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