

You have to love a day that starts with meeting your private tour guide at the dock and get into your own Mercedes mini bus with the name Mr. Luther Grafe in the front window to tour Ephesus. Taner, our tour guide, rocked the ancient world, giving us an awesome tour of the incredible sites at Ephesus. We hit the site early to beat some of the heat (although we understand that the temperature hit 106 in the sun in the afternoon). We visited the terrace houses in addition to the main site. They were a highlight with their well-preserved mosaics and frescoes in the houses built into the hill. After the big site we visited Mary's House and then squeezed in some shoppping at a pottery store. They make and paint everything by hand there in intricate designs. Beautiful work. And they ship to the US. So convenient.

Then we headed to lunch at a small restaurant in the country with a yummy local buffet. We had some stew and meatballs and dolma and chard and pink stuff and beans and other tasty things that we couldn't get the names of. while we sat under the trees next to an olive grove.
Revived, we headed to the Basilica of St. John, from where we could also see the Temple of Artemis. For Dennis, we went to the Archeological Museum in town and saw just a few vases among the artifacts, and there was an exhibit of the cemetery of the gladiators showing how they were killed in battle and their battle records. Survived 18, lost 1, but that last one was a doozy.

Completely done in by the walking and the heat, we returned to Kusadasi, dropping Dennis at the boat so he could get ready for work while we found some Turkish ice cream. Yum. A short pass through the central market found some little goodies and then it was back to the ship to jump in the pool to bring our body temerature down and relax before Dennis' talk and dinner.




















