Cnidos or Knidos whatever you prefer

The highlight of our historical tour of the area for me was Cnidos, or Knidos, I’ve seen both spellings everywhere. This ruin of an ancient city is situated at the end of a peninsula about 18 miles from the seaside town of Datca.

It was a Dorian city of Greek Asia Minor and at it’s height was renowned the most beautiful city in ancient Greece. It was first founded in 4th century as a centre for art, but rebuilt in 360 bc as a port specialising mostly in the export of wine. Due to it’s position at the end of the peninsula it has 2 ports one on the Aegean and one on the Mediterranean. In the city there is a circular temple dedicated to Aphrodite the goddess of love where there was once a naked statue of the goddess watching over the 2 harbours. The city was so large and important that it had 2 amphitheatres, although we didn’t walk far enough to see the smaller one because the site was just so vast.

When we first got there we balked at the entrance fee of 8 lira each, but once we got in there we could see that it was worth every kurus!  The site was well sign posted with information boards in Turkish and English. But sturdy walking shoes are needed as there is a heck of a lot of ground to cover to see it all. As with many ancient sites a certain amount of imagination is also needed, apart from the large amphitheatre, which is very well preserved, there was not a lot of structures left except the foundations and a few steps, partial walls and columns.

It was well worth the long drive from Marmaris and I would definitely go back again because we didn’t see it all.

History galore

I love history, particularly ancient history and Turkey is rich in it. We were spoilt for choice in the area and managed to cover a great distance in our old convertible, even though the petrol gauge was broken and we never really knew how much petrol we had, so we had to carry a can full in the boot just in case we ran out in the middle of nowhere.

Our first port of call was Amos, a small hillside city near the village of Turunc. After a bracing and heart quickening hike upwards we were rewarded with the most spectacular views of the coastline, sea and mountains, it was truly breathtaking. All that remains of the city itself was the city wall, the amphitheatre and odd bits of stone such as statue plinths.

It’s thought that the city dates back to the Hellenistic period of history, 300 to 50 BC, and was inhabited until the Byzantine period. The amphitheatre would have seated 1300 people in it’s hey day, the first 4 rows are still almost intact and the orchestra area and stage are still well preserved.

It’s uncertain but historians believe the name from the Greek word αµµᴏҁ meaning sand.

For our next historical visit the next day we wanted to see the middle age castle at Hisaronu. But after finding the village and the beach that led to the castle road, we were disappointed to find out that the road leading up to the castle was blocked and we couldn’t go and see it.

Not to be put off we carried on around the bay and saw the sight known as Kiz Kumu, maidens sand. According to legend the daughter of the Bybassos king tried to escape from pirates but couldn’t swim so she filled her skirts with sand and put it in the water so she could cross the bay, but it got dark and she ran out of sand and drowned.

The remains of the ancient city of Bybassos can be seen on top of the island in the bay.

It was an amazing sight and we had a great day, the only downside was the daylight robbery at the marina club that charged us 26 lira for 2 teas and 2 coffees!!!!

Next stop Cnidos…..

In love with Marmaris

When Hasan told me he had a new job in Marmaris and Icmeler I must admit my heart sank, because I had heard some bad reports about the resorts from a few people. But I decided to visit with an open mind and boy I was not disappointed, it’s really beautiful down there.

Hasan’s new job doesn’t start until May and only has a few painting jobs to do before then, so we had 10 wonderful days together. Thanks to the loan of an old banger from one of Hasan’s many cousins we travelled around the area. So over the next few posts I’ll write about where we went and what we saw.

The thing that most struck me about Marmaris and Icmeler is how clean and flat they are. All of the houses and apartment units are only 2 or 3 floors high and there are a lot of open spaces and parks, compared with Kusadasi where it looks like a giant housing estate with tall apartment buildings compacted into every available space. In Kusadasi if someone cleared their back garden a developer would buy the land and build 2 apartment blocks on it!!!

In both resorts there is a canal running through with little bridges to walk over, in some places it reminded me a bit of Bruges in Belgium.

The government have obviously spent a lot of money on public spaces, good roads, walkways and fountains. The overall effect is 2 lovely seaside towns that are a pleasure to visit.

My lovely hubby

I’ve just come home from a lovely 10 days away in Turkey with my husband Hasan. He is a Turk and we have been married for 3 years, he is younger than me and despite warnings from “Take a break” magazine about Turkish love rats, I decided to take the plunge and marry him anyway. Hasan is certainly no love rat and is simply lovely.

I have known him for 4 years and have been going over to Turkey whenever health and money allowed. So we have sort of a part time marriage as I have spent a lot of the time in the UK. He needs a visa to come over here, even for just a visit. So we are working on that at the moment.

He needs to have paid at least 6 months of work based insurance and some money in the bank. To make his application easier I need to be working and financially supporting myself without the aid of the government.

So to this end I am attempting to rejoin the work force and Hasan has changed from working for himself as a builder to working for a travel agency in the resort of Icmeler, for regular pay and insurance contributions paid for by his employer. He is very hard working so I have no doubt that I will be seeing him walk through the arrival gates at Bristol Airport shortly after seasons end in November.

Before his move to Marmaris and Icmeler, Hasan lived in Kusadasi about 3 hours north of Marmaris. Although I did a lot of coming and going, at times living the life of a nomad, I think the slow pace of life and the hot sunny weather really helped me get over my illness and feel better.

But most importantly I got better because of the love of a very good man!

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All systems go

Good news on the return to nursing course front. I had an email from my ex manager, the Children’s hospital and Bone Marrow Transplant unit (my old place of work), will support me through the course and offer me a placement.

So all I need to do now is get another reference, apply for the course, get accepted and pay for it…. not too much!!!

But most importantly I need to get my brain back into gear to start academic work, it’s been a bit sleepy in that department for too many years…. apart from helping my sons with their college assignments.

Hopefully it’ll be like riding a bike and it won’t be too taxing.

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