The other is a short-term highway line that runs directly at two points. Although Yunluo had repeatedly explained Yunluo's destination when buying a ticket, he probably wouldn't take the wrong line, but he was somewhat guilty when he saw the scenery that had nothing to do with the coastline. Until almost noon, the car circled in front of the mountain for several turns, and then his eyes suddenly became clear.

In the Mediterranean, Yunluo finally saw you. I won’t describe the excitement of looking at the Mediterranean from afar. The charming blue has been praised by so many people throughout the ages. The town on the left is Kas, which is only about half an hour’s drive from here to xanthos. The parking place is called kinik, which is a very prosperous town.

When he was about to get off the bus, he was stopped by the driver. After some gestures, he realized that he could carry the clouds to a place closer to xanthos. He was immediately grateful. However, the driver signaled that the clouds had fallen for less than two minutes after the car was driven. It turned out that there was a large slope left in front of him, and he could already see the broken walls of xanthos.

This was once the gate of the city, but it is still the first place to welcome tourists. As the capital of Xanthos, it must have been quite brilliant. Unfortunately, the prosperity is now only a pile of rocks that have been forgotten among the weeds. There are two types of ruins in Greece and Rome that are easiest to pass on, one is the bathroom and the other is the theater.

The best preserved remains of xanthos is such a theater. The first time I saw a real ancient theater, I couldn't help but be excited. Later, I found that there were everywhere I went, so I gradually became numb. People all pursue freshness, haha. The difference between lycia is that she likes to make sarcophagus so exquisitely and then pose it on a high place like a show.

The largest sarcophagus in xanthos has long been stolen by the British Museum, with a few smaller ones left, but they are already very large. Behind the theater, the remaining walls divide the space neatly. The former residents of Lycia live here, and should we say that the house density is high or the per capita area is small.

Crossing the road, the other side is mainly a commercial area. The east-west main road is said to still retain the original flavor of the past. The ground is full of exquisite carved stone carvings, I don’t know what kind of story is behind it. The last large ruin at the foot of the mountain is a church from the Byzantine period. It is not very good-looking.

Compared with the promotional photos of the ticket office, I found out what kind of style it is under the sand and gravel. From here, I started to go up the mountain, and there were constant ancient tombs along the way, and they were all leaning casually among the weeds. Although it was already the cold winter month, the mountain had no intention of decay. The wild flowers on the ground were spread out in groups. Even if we only talked about the natural scenery, this place was not inferior to many state parks.

The only remaining city wall in xanthos is near the top of the mountain. From a distance, there are greenhouses growing vegetables at the foot of the mountain, a prosperous scene. Even the top of the mountain is occupied by a huge satellite transit station, and there is only the current prosperity. Who remembers the prosperity of the past? Then look at the theater and the "luxury mansion" behind it.

There is another church on the top of the mountain, and of course it is also a ruin. It happened to be Christmas that day, and Turkey is still an Islamic country, but Christmas. So I stopped by the church and stared at a daze for a moment, which was considered to be the only one who joined the public. xanthos ended here, but the place was not big.

Another destination is letoon, only knowing that it is 8km away from xanthos, the specific direction and route are all mysterious. xanthos is the political center of lycia, while letoon is the religious center.

Perhaps a discerning person has seen it, the name of Letoon is obviously from Leto. That's right. The main god worshipped here is not Apollo or Apollo's father Zeus, but Apollo's mother Leto. In fact, in addition to giving birth to the two gods of the sun and the moon, Leto does not seem to have any sense of existence in Greek mythology, leto is also the only place to worship.

After a while of confusion with the locals, I'll walk around first. Returning to kinik from xanthos is a three-way intersection. Since xanthos is on one road and another road when he comes, letoon should only be on the third road, so I believe my judgment and continue.

Soon after seeing a gas station, I felt that I was still hanging in my heart, so I tried to gesture to others again. As a result, the boss pointed at the direction of Yunluo coming. Yunluo was even more confused and had no way to go, but he could only turn around. He didn't walk far away to see a bridge that he passed when he came. He suddenly realized that he could walk along the river under the bridge?

When I rushed to the bridge, I saw that there were signs. It turned out that although there were few signs, there were always corners. As long as I was careful and didn’t miss them, I would probably not get lost. In short, I found the direction and was only one hour away from the destination. The stone in my heart fell to the ground, and I had some leisure time to enjoy the scenery on both sides of the strait.

After turning a few times, in a vegetable greenhouse, letoon arrived.lettoon is much smaller than xanthos, and probably because it is remote, there are not even people collecting tickets here. Instead, there are a group of children grazing sheep inside. There is another theater at the door, which is even larger than xanthos' theater.

The foyer has now submerged underwater. What kind of solemnity did the looming column base once support? The main building is three temples, and the biggest one is naturally built for the worshipped main god Leto. Although this huge temple at the same time as Patonnon now only retains the base and a handful of pillars, at least 80% of the temple layout is still preserved.

It is quite complete. On the side of Leto Temple, there are two small temples, which worship Apollo and Artemis. In comparison, there are very few remaining parts of these two temples. The ground of the Apollo Temple has exquisite mosaics, lyre, sun and bows.

There is nothing left to see in the Temple of Artemis. Like the Temple of Apollo, it was destroyed by a fire. A church was built here during the Byzantine period. The two beliefs coexist here, and then they were destroyed into ruins and replaced by the more powerful Islam.

There is a fountain in the corner of the temple. It is rumored that Leto came here to drink water, and summoned the shepherd to stop him unreasonably. In anger, Leto turned the shepherd into a frog. In fact, thinking about the Greek mythology I read when I was young, there seemed to be many such chilling stories, but I didn't pay attention to the gods at that time, and they all had such a childish temper, haha.

There is no trace of punishment at the edge of the water today. Only broken stone pillars scattered on the ground and spread among the reeds, a lonely scene. xanthos-leeton ended here. In fact, if it weren't for being particularly interested in ancient Greece, it wouldn't be necessary here. It's just a village that enjoys modern technology to improve life.

Recalling the forgotten prosperity. In that simple, simple and prosperous era, Yunluo thought it was also an interesting experience. Fethiye (the name Yunluo has basically been matched once) was just a place to stay in Yunluo's plan. If you insist on saying it, you only visited one night and one morning, but it left a deep impression on Yunluo.

If you move the day of Ankara to Fethiye, you will probably have a more complete trip this time. The Aegean Sea seems to have become synonymous with Greece, but in fact, a small part of the coastline of the Aegean Sea falls in Turkey. Fethiye is a famous tourist city on the Aegean Sea. It is surrounded by mountains and seas and occupies the limelight of nature and attracts countless tourists every year.

Even in the off-season, you can still see travel advertisements posted everywhere. When I arrived at Fethiye, it was already night. Yun Luo, who was unwilling to sleep, put down his bag and started preparing for a night visit. Fethiye was once a major town in Lycia. Like xanthos, there are quite a few ancient tombs preserved here, but the difference is that the tombs here are even more spectacular.

Built high in the rock wall, it is carefully created as beautiful as a temple, like a reduced version of the Petra ancient city. The night visit of the clouds is also set here. The night in the small town is quite quiet, walking alone under the dim street lights, the destination is still an ancient tomb from 2,500 years ago, and it seems to be a little excited.

When I climbed up a ramp behind the city, I suddenly found that the spotlight clearly reflected the largest ancient tomb. I took the time to come again the next morning. In fact, the ancient tomb was still at a very high position, hidden in a vibrant green shade. However, there were specially repaired steps in front of this ancient tomb and headed straight to the rock wall. There was a ticket office at the door.

However, no one received the tickets in the middle of the night, so he took a little vulgarity and happily climbed up the stairs. I have to say that the light was chosen very well, bleak and cold, and it felt like a ghost movie. I got to the tomb, and I felt all the gloomy. When I really got closer, I realized the spectacularity of the tomb. The stone pillars three or four meters high were the same as most Lycia buildings.

They were carved into ionic styles one by one. The curtain door was open, and although there was nothing inside, the breath of death still came to the darkness (actually it was a little smelly). The next morning, I visited again before leaving. There was a group of small ancient tombs on the other side of the mountain, which were connected into a spectacular area.

If it hadn't been known in advance that this was a tomb, Yunluo might have thought this was a temple. Is it because people were too noble to easily imitate God, or the gods were too small to easily imitate it? If it hadn't been known in advance that this was a tomb, Yunluo might have thought this was a temple.

Is it because people are too noble to easily imitate God? Or is it because God is too small to easily imitate? After saying so much, I haven't cut into the theme of the Aegean Sea. The road from the station to the hostel is actually along the coast, but in the middle of the night, I can only see a dark area. As soon as the next day, Yun Luo couldn't wait to wash up.

Grab the camera and rushed to the beach, and then naturally moved by this intoxicating sea surface. Although it was winter, fethiye was as bright as spring, just like a postcard scenery. As the sun gradually rose, the sea surface became bluer. fethiye was a port, with all kinds of private boats parked on the sea surface, as lazy and comfortable as the entire small town.

In addition to private yachts, there are also boats dedicated to cruise. According to the introduction, the famous nearby scenery we went to have fairy tale names: butterflyvblueltwelveislands thinks it is very stupid and boring to bask in the sun by the beach for a day, and also thinks that if you can smoke a day here, it will be quite worth the fun.

Is it like a ps? I really didn't expect that the sea surface in reality can have such bright colors. In fact, when I looked closer, the sea water turned into a green green that looked as gentle as jade. I had seen a green sea in Florida before, but it was a little blue, which was not as clear as the Aegean Sea.

The last one is a testimony of the history of fethiye, the Roman Theater, haha. Without much development, the entire theater was flooded with green grass, which seemed unique. Although the time in fethiye was limited, Yun Luo spared no effort to recommend it to everyone who wanted to go to Turkey. Such a warm city and such a pure sea, I wouldn't be tired of staying here for a week.

I thought it would be very convenient if I didn’t have to do my homework, transportation would be very convenient. But after I arrived, I found that the bus that I had hoped for before was gone in winter and the bus had to leave at 4 o’clock at the latest. So I rushed to change my plan and stayed in Pamukkale for half a night. The next day, I rushed to Ephesus at 4 o’clock in the morning. Thank you so much.

However, it is also considered an unexpected gain after winning a night in Pamukkale. The more well-known name of Pamukkale is Pamukkale, which is as white as cotton as the name suggests. The hot springs rushing down from the top of the mountain have been deposited with snow white for thousands of years. The principle of the Yellowstone thspr bar has never been there.

But the scale is much smaller; Huanglong also has similar calcification pools, but they are colorful, and have their own advantages compared to the pure white here. What is more interesting about pamukkale is that the hot springs on the mountain are kept at 36 degrees all year round, which is a suitable temperature for people to get involved. Compared with the nearly 80 degrees of th and the bone-bending snow water of Huanglong, it comes too gentle.

So tourists can go up the mountain barefoot along the travertine pond with a unique interest. It is said that the hot spring flow has dropped. During the day, it has to be manually released to maintain the water volume. At night, there are only trickles left, which is quite desolate. The long-term insufficient water volume makes some areas unable to be submerged in the water, and over time, it will turn into less pure brown yellow or dark green.

It's even more regrettable. But in general, it's still very exciting to be able to stroll in this blue and white rock. In fact, using the word cotton to describe pamukkale, I always feel a little bit like a snowy feeling by sprinkling salt, which is quite unscenery. The feeling of falling clouds is more like a large cluster of solidified clouds.

I wonder if you have noticed the moments you pass through the clouds when you are on the plane. The clouds that look unruly and look random are actually all kinds of random. They actually have exquisite rules and details. Although the overall ups and downs are constantly but orderly (Why should cloud fall say that the boundary conditions are satisfied, they are continuous everywhere but cannot be guided everywhere xd).

Pamukkale also has a similar feeling, from a distance, just a ball of white. You can only see the uneven stone steps clearly when you walk close to it and then walk in front of you to find that each texture is as delicate as the meticulous folds carved on Renaissance marble. Although it can be described as clouds, snow or cotton, stones are stones after all.

Such dense patterns seem to be a series of stone knives, and there are even angular gravel slags in places covered by water flow. When you step on them, you can make people grit your teeth, and it can be said to be warm but not soft. You climb up from the bottom of the mountain and look at the huge pools, and you don’t feel that they can be made of nature.

The blue hot springs complement the snow-white rocks, which are quite warm and peaceful. Such pools are connected together, continuing from the top of the mountain, and looking down from a high place is spectacular (the advantage of the off-season is that they can catch scenes that no one has. However, it is said that many bikini beauties can be pleasing to the eye in summer).

Behind it is the same towering snow-capped mountains. The two whites complement each other and reach the top of the mountain. It is almost dusk. The towns overlooking the foot of the mountain are basically hot spring hotels. In the Alexander era, this place was already a place of care for the resort. Even Cleopatra visited here. The pool of hot spring water-sliding grease is still welcomed by tourists from all directions.

The place that is not moistened by the spring water appears withered and cold; the gray potholes under the setting sun are as shocking as dry water traces. By the way, the pamukkale is actually open all night long. Under the dim skylight, the stone steps appear a little majestic. Without the nourishment of artificial water release during the day, it feels even more cold and uncomfortable when you walk up.

If you are just gritting your teeth during the day, you must be grinning at night. You struggle to walk back to the mountain, and you can't help but sigh that what looks beautiful may not be so beautiful after experiencing it yourself. Although pamukkale is a world heritage site, it is unexpectedly not a natural heritage but a cultural heritage. Perhaps the ancient city of Hierapolis on the mountain has a lot of contributions.

This ancient city in Greece was named after Hera and was not included in the plan. Now, because I had to spend the night in Pamukkale, I have had the time to explore my appearance, which was a surprise. But I still feel that if I could search during the day, it would be even more majestic. By the way, I read the travel notes of my disciples before and described vividly how the wild dogs scared him to internal injuries.

I was mentally prepared. As a result, it was my turn to watch four or five wild dogs rushing up to surround you, or follow you slowly two or three meters behind you and stop and stop with you. There were even countless support teams hiding in the invisible darkness, barking at you, or feeling shivered in my heart. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!