The Temple of Artemis (what is left of it) at sunrise. Note the stork on the top
Although she rose last, Michelle was the one motivated to head out for a run this morning. We ran out along the long, straight road towards Ephesus, turning back after a couple of kilometres. So, again only a light run but better than sleeping in and doing nothing.
After we had breakfast we took some time out to just relax for a bit. Michelle doing her nails whilst I read. It was after 1pm when the tummy rumbles set in and motivated us to head into town. Michelle wanted to try a pide (something like a Turkish pizza) so we found a shop we’d seen the night before and grabbed a table.
The pide’s were simple (on a couple of toppings on each) but delicious and cheap – so they hit the spot. After lunch we walked back via the main street where we’d previously seen a vendor cooking something that looked like donuts. He was out the front of a shop, cooking them in a big drum heated by a gas burner and he was still at it when we walked back past, a fresh batch was on the go at the time. After a bit of pointing, smiling and gesturing we figured that he wanted us to wait a couple of minutes. No worries. In that time a number of other locals crowded around but we were the first to be served the treats, three of them each, piled into clear plastic bags. We only wanted one between us, so six was over doing it but they wouldn’t take the second bag back and they wouldn’t take any payment!! We must have looked really confused because the adjacent shopkeeper came over and explained that they were giving them all away free. They were being cooked and handed out in memory of a local townsman who recently passed away.
Clear blue skies and pillars are all quite common in this part of the world
It was a way of spreading a bit of joy about the place. Again, this great country and its people had managed to impress us with its friendliness and we enjoyed the sweet snacks (they were dumped in honey before being placed in the plastic bags) on our way to the ruins of the Church of St John.
mmmm .. the best tasting food. Free food!!
The ruins of the church of St John weren’t as impressive as Ephesus but it was obviously a big church in its time. It’s a long way from fully restored but vistors are still able to get a good impression of the size of the place (when it stood). On our way to the Ephesus Museum (just down the road) Michelle stopped to buy a postcard and we were subjected (again) to a Turkish carpet sales plug.
While we were trying to fend off his friendly sales pitch he pointed out that a very queer looking local bloke was waving to me. Argghhh, dodgy. That gave us our queue to exit the place.
One of the few restored arches in the Church of St John
We spent about an hour in the Ephesus museum. Like most archaeological sites, all the cool stuff from Ephesus resides in museums and a number of the good pieces were here. After 5pm most tourist places close, so once we were done in the museum we simply returned to the guesthouse and relaxed for the rest of the evening – enjoying another of Simon’s great BBQ’s.