I have always had the theory that public transportation in strange and foreign lands brings out only the most wonderful specimens of humans beings that this world can offer, and the bus Olympos to Cappadocia did not disappoint. This trip started early yesterday morning with a shared taxi from Olympos to the Antalya bus station. I was sad to leave my treehouse in Olympos but it was time to move on. We were lucky to catch this lift, usually you are looking at about a 3 hour trip on 2 different busses just to make it to the bus Olympos to Cappadocia. When I arrived in Antalya and entered the bus station I was immediately bombarded with curious locals who wanted to know where I was from and where I was going, I can only assume they wanted to sell me something but I kindly shook their hands, humored them for a moment and then it was time to find the ticket booth, purchase my ticket for the bus Olympos to Cappadocia and begin one of my favorite travel tasks of waiting around a beat up bus station. There are many busses that will get you to Cappadocia and as I am not a fan of the night bus I chose the one the 11am bus Olympos to Cappadocia that would drop me off in Avanos, about 10km away from my guesthouse. You can also bus to Nevashire or Kayserie and from there get to Goreme which is where most will want to end up.

The busses in Turkey are generally of high standard and will have television and wifi, the bus Olympos to Cappadocia was no exception. That said, if you think you are going to bust out the laptop and get any work done like I had planned then think again, the bouncing, weaving and shaking of the bus Olympos to Cappadocia while trying to focus on a screen makes for an uncomfortable sensation so I suggest sticking to the cell phone or try your luck at Turkish TV as I did. The bus Olympos to Cappadocia had about 15 channels, 5 of which will not be coming in clear enough to make out any sort of picture so now on this bus Olympos to Cappadocia I was down to an entertainment factor of 10 Turkish TV channels. One played the same movie on repeat (in Turkish of course), I assumed it was either a favorite of the country or perhaps the only one ever made. There were a couple of sports and news options, in Turkish of course, and I was beginning to feel the boredom set in. Then it happened; on the bus Olympos to Cappadocia I stumbled upon a hidden gem, Turkish wheel of fortune. This is much like it’s American ancestor but with some wonderful Turkish twists. I can not say for certain what exactly was going on because obviously it was in Turkish, but the seemed to go at a much slower pace, as does most in this country, and this includes pausing the game on camera and having tea breaks. Tea breaks are more then common in Turkey and average person here can drink 2-3 liters of this highly caffeinated concoction every day. The novelty of this show soon wore off and it was back to checking out my surroundings and having a look at those that were accompanying me on the bus Olympos to Cappadocia.bus Olympos to CappadociaOn the bus Olympos to Cappadocia I had the two inbred looking Turkish boys with straw hats on that continually tried to speak to me in Turkish and didn’t seem to realize that I obviously didn’t understand them, but bless their little inbred hearts for caring enough to keep trying. I had the bus Olympos to Cappadocia assistant dude that served drinks and had very powerful body order, he seemed to have taken a liking to me and kept coming and seeing if there was anything I need. This involved stretching his arms towards the ceiling and grasping the rail of the baggage rack exposing his armpits no more than a few inches from my face. Then you had the usual collection of misfits who sat and starred at me as I starred back, all of us wondering about each other and how our paths had crossed on this bus Olympos to Cappadocia.bus Olympos to CappadociaThis ride on the bus Olympos to Cappadocia was about 10.5 hours in length and had a few stops. One of these stops was in a city called Konya. This is said to be the richest city in Turkey and you could see industry and new construction everywhere. The bus Olympos to Cappadocia had an hour layover here and I had to depart the bus as it went to refuel. The other passengers were very concerned I didn’t understand what was going on. I had about 5 different people explain exactly what was happening on the bus Olympos to Cappadocia, although they just repeated what the bus man had said in the same foreign language, they really seemed like maybe they were getting through. I really appreciated this and after the 6th time hearing the same words repeated to me it all magically became clear! I could now speak fluent Turkish and could thank the bus Olympos to Cappadocia for the language lesson. Obviously that last statement is not the case at all. This was one of those smile and nod situations and hope they eventually go away. The rest of the bus Olympos to Cappadocia was fairly uneventful apart from the landscape outside. I had left in the morning from the beach where it was over 30 degrees everyday; I had gone through mountains and then through desert in a northeast direction. When I finally arrived at my destination and my bus Olympos to Cappadocia was over, I jumped off the bus Olympos to Cappadocia and was struck with the obvious that I was no longer at the beach. It was about 6 degrees outside and I was the only idiot standing around in my t-shirt and shorts, suns out guns out was no longer the case. Luckily my guesthouse hosts who rolled up in a sick 64 impalla soon met me and we set off to our final destination.

I am now writing this after a good breakfast on a roof top terrace and after 2 glasses of highly caffeinated tea so I apologize if it’s a little all over the place but caffeine really gets my figures fingering and my brain braining so at that I will leave you. It is time to discover what this day as in store.DSC01961

Have you been to Cappadocia and have suggestions? Let me know!