Caves and the underground city of Cappadocia (the ending part 3) Shelley wanted us to try to pass on the slope of the gangway, which was once used by those who covered the room with round stones. Once they closed the room, special guards descended on these passes to get inside. I did not pay attention to Shelley, as she has not lost interest in this venture. Instead, she found some boxes - have no idea why they were there - and tried to climb them all. Okay. Rafting on the slope of the gangway would be more interesting. In general, in an underground city, we spent about an hour, and then themselves were surprised that we stayed there for so long. Rooms go far down, but some of them have been closed to visitors. We have gone as far as we were allowed. There was another tunnel, which seemed curious to me personally. In order for it to pass, it was necessary to lower slopes, but as you move the passage widened. We walked until until we were in a small - no more than 3 meters - Room, which once upon a time served to someone sleeping. We wandered from room to room, checking all the holes that come across our path, and eventually my black pants were a sand-beige dust. The underground passage and a stone door, wheel, however, our adventures were not over. We went through a local village. There we saw a woman wrapped in shawls, which were taken somewhere in the donkey cart, filled top to bottom different vegetables, and tourists, local kids called to play football. We are almost at every step met traders, they sell white and blue ornaments, which, in theory, should drive away evil spirits. Vendors were mostly men. Women are mainly engaged in agriculture. Quite often, you could meet women who have suffered from some fruits and vegetables, or even agricultural tools. This will not see in most countries. Those memories will forever remain with me. I will also remember the good, friendly villagers and children, who are eager to welcome strangers. One even asked me to play football. A nearby black dots could be seen the cave houses in which, by the way people live and to this day. Interestingly, this property is also influenced by global crisis? Probably not. Caves I thought it would be nice to go back to Cappadocia, to settle in one of rock hotels, rent a bike and it explore this geological wonder. Who knows, maybe then I will and courage to climb the stairs to the cave of St. Simon. And maybe next time I will be able to buy a beautiful wool carpet hareke and ceramics Iznik, made of quartz and volcanic clay. But not this time! At the moment I have enough of miracles! Start material:
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