welcome to turkey

Leaving Georgia is as easy as coming in. On the Turkish side the situation is rather different. Darius, as the driver, has to ride through the check post; Jane has to join the queue for passengers. With Hundreds of Georgians crossing the border, Jane has to be patient… Big Georgian Mamas are pushing severely and even more patience has to be applied as the Immigration officer hasn’t got a clue about Jane’s Passport and the Turkish visa. Same confusion awaits me when I’m finally arriving at the Immigration desk for drivers. Luckily, I’m shown where the back door is… That’s the place you want to slide the passport in one of the officers hands (I pretended that I didn’t know the drill and didn’t fold in some Euros…) and get it back within minutes.
Few more checking of our passports and some questions about our green card insurance followed by some more checking of our passports before we’re finally free to go.
ofcourse kebab

Tight visa regulations for Jane (only 15 days) are forcing us to speed up through turkey and to visit only a few places.

sumela monastery

frescoes in the sumela monastery

phantastic landscape in northern turkey

colors in the turkish mountains

jane posing in the turkish mountains

us in kappadokia

the legendary cave bar in goereme

kappadokia

long shadows in kappadokia

goereme at night

the local speciality: kappadokian "testý kebab"

back to zero again

no turkey without efes

the library of celsus in ephesus

everyone wants to take the better picture...

pitstop at the ancient public toilet, hehehe

good bye turkey