Windiest day ever

Assos Travel Blog

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People i met here who contributed to, and improved my trip: Julia (Russia)

Thunder and lightning awaited us in Canakkale on Thursday morning, so we sat in our Hotel lobby debating whether to bother visiting Behramkale/Assos, or just to push on through to Bergama. There was a short interlude in the rain that allowed us to make it to the bus station and once we arrived we opted to take the 09.30 bus to Ayicilik (7.5YTL, 75 minutes), which was on the road to Bergama, but only 17km from Behramkale.

The weather was still gloomy when we stepped from the bus, but it wasn't raining for the time been, so we opted to head for Behramkale.

The news from the bus station wasn't good though, as we were told that there maybe wouldn't be a dolmush to the village, due to there been no passengers. Thus we decided to go and stand by the roadside and try our chances at hitch hiking the remainder of the distance, but this proved to be fruitless. After half an hour or so we returned to the terminal and luckily enough a bus ended up leaving (3YTL, 20 minutes), with us as the only passengers.

Assos is actually the original Greek name of Behramkale, and it was founded in the 8th Century BC by people from the neighbouring island of Lesvos. The village boasts a rich History, with Aristotle taking residence between 348BC and 345BC. and St Paul also passed through some centuries later. Sadly Assos' glory days all came crumbling down when Hermeias, who was a former student of Plato and who had persuaded Aristotle to stay, was crucified by the invading Persians.

Today there are scattered ruins enveloping a hill, which is topped by the Temple of Athena (530BC). Admission was 5YTL ($3), which would have been really easy to avoid, but we paid nevertheless and struggled up to the summit in the blustering wind. The Temple wasn't much to write home about, but the views out to Lesvos were spectacular, and the sun had even come out, which made the place look so much nicer.

From the Temple we could see several areas of ruins below us, but we struggled for some time to find a way down to them. Eventually we found a small trail, which snaked its way past ancient sarcophagi and through the old City Walls. A flock of sheep were waiting to greet us at the bottom, but even they were hidden behind a wall, sheltering from the wind. Apparently we were the only animals stupid enough to venture outside today!

Whilst i wasn't taken aback by the ruins, Julia thought they were great, as it was the first site like this that she had visited in Turkey.
I had certainly started to become a little apathetic over the last few weeks to such places, but normally there was something worth seeing at every place i had been, and here the views were certainly a star attraction.

After walking down to the theatre and seeing some old inscriptions in a rock, we reached a vantage point from where we could peer down at the attractive little harbour. Unsurprisingly there were no little boats out at sea, as the conditions looked treacherous. Having seen this we decided that it was time to make a move, so we went and collected our luggage from a tea shop that had kindly stored it for us and then stood by the road, hoping to catch a lift. A cute dog accompanied us whilst we waited, and in return for showing it some love and affection, it tried to piss on our bags, the little bugger!

After an hour a dolmush finally showed up and took us to Ayicilik, which wasn't really where we wanted to go, but at least it was back on the main road.
Once at the bus station we had good and bad news; there was a bus with the Truva company to Bergama, but it cost 23YTL ($15), for a journey of a little over 100kms. This seemed completely ludicrous, but it was raining and almost dark, so we coughed up the cash and were on our way.

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