The Mausoleum of Ataturk (‘Father of the Turks,’ founder of the Turkish Republic) reminded me of Lincoln’s Memorial. To the Turks, Ataturk is Lincoln plus Washington with a dash of Jefferson.
Anatolian Civilization Museum: Incredibly lifelike ancients, frozen in the act of hammering out their existences
Civilization Museum: These clay tablets preserve messages written in cuneiform.
Civilization Museum: A wooden comb! Just what I’d like to use on my hair
Civilization Museum: I first encountered this image as a slide in Art History class: the oldest known landscape painting
See the houses and the volcano?
Civilization Museum: These girls petitioned for a photo with me
Our typical lunch break: cafeteria-style restaurants hosted by gas stations
Baklava: Another delight of Turkish confections
Candied chickpeas – a favorite Turkish snack
I perched in the remains of a Hittite citadel
Hittite citadel: Germans reconstructed the walls in the distance with original materials
Dr. G, intrepid explorer
The whole crew, braving the Lion Gate
Lunching on kabobs
Chicken kabobs, to be precise
We detoured for many unusual rock formations in the region of Cappidocia
The first camels I spotted in Turkey! I didn’t ride them, either
Cappidocia: We descended into a city carved underground, our 6’7″ Addison muttering poetry to stave off claustrophobia in the tunnels.
Early Christians chiseled churches out of mountains, adorning the ceilings with saints, angels, and Christ
With Addison and Meredith, resting from the churches expedition
Cappidocia: We formed a tiny church of our own in the hotel’s conference room, our first Sunday in Turkey. Dr. G led us in readings from 1 Peter, Isaiah, Psalms, the Book of Common Prayer, and the Lord’s Prayer
Antakya: In lieu of a visit to Antioch, we gaped at Roman mosaics in a world-renowned museum. Ready to install this piece in your bathtub?