The daily treats keep piling up as we head away from one fairytale city, to another. From high rise living – to low rise living.
This morning’s treat is a miracle of what can be achieved without the use of modern technology, or tools. Derinkuyu’s underground city, set on five levels, to a depth of 280 feet, was capable of housing up to 20,000 people and their livestock. Also functioning as a sanctuary from persecution, to many throughout the ages, right up to the 20th century.
Situated on a lower level, the graveyard chamber and tunnel, give Mr S an opportunity to experience total black out.
Were these ancients, mini-giants with huge eyes? Or did they have tiny eyes and a good sense of smell? Were their spines permanently curved to cope with the low tunnels?
How on earth did they get to know their way around? How did they remove and carry the excavated materials up to street level – considering trousers with pockets had yet to be invented.
Fun over, we head straight (not the right word) for our overnighter. A freebee ‘wild’ camp at Suğul Kanyonu’s public carpark, just another 347K up the road. With perfect timing, we arrive just before the sun decides to turn in for the night.
All cobwebs are blown away as two pairs of walking boots later, 2 Cheeses explore as far as the track allows.
