The third day I was in Cappadocia I went to the Goreme Open Air Museum, a collection of rock-carved buildings.
Just before you get to the actual churches and houses, there is this;
I’m sure it is.
The various buildings are quite impressive;
but I had a hard time imagining people actually living in them, until I saw the refectory;
It’s always the most mundane things that make it easy to imagine what it must have been like. I can’t imagine what it would have been like to live in a monastery as a Medieval nun, but I can imagine what it would have been like to sit around a table with a bunch of other people and eat lunch.
In the afternoon I went horse riding, and we saw the sunset over the Rose Valley;
Then one of the guys in our group fell off his horse, we saw some goats
and we galloped across the valley floor. I feel like if I try and describe it, I’ll just end up sounding incoherently pretentious, so I won’t.
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