Pamukkale

The sweet little town of Pamukkale is famous for its travertine terraces, which step up a marble-white mountain just beyond the town. The milky water rushing down the hill is laced with calcium, which hardens into white stone. The Romans established a spa here and built a city above it.

Some of the terrace pools are still open for people to enjoy.

The Roman ruins above are almost as well preserved as those at Ephesus, but I had them nearly all to myself. At this point, I'm sure you can't bear to see another shot of a Roman ruin, but I'll add just this one: It's an olive oil press. The groove on the right is where the oil pours down into a container.

 










Like all my travelogues, it seems, I get back to food eventually. Here are a couple of ladies making golzeme, which is a kind of savory pancake folded around some filling: meat, cheese, or spinach. The lady in the foreground is rolling out the dough and her companion is cooking the pancakes over a coal-fired hotplate. Very tasty.

 










Over and out for tonight. Tomorrow: Ottoman houses!