Friday, November 19, 2010

Afrodisias

From Selcuk we headed back inland to see three of the most famous classical and natural sites in Turkey, the ruins at Afrodisias, the travertine terraces of Pamukkale, and, above them, the Roman spa city of Hierapolis. Afrodisias (that's how the Turks spell it) was one of the best sites we have seen yet, in the extensiveness and condition of its structures but also in the many interesting un-reassembled parts just laying around everywhere.
Us in front of the great city gate of Afrodisias




















Afrodisias' stadium, seating 30,000, the best-preserved such structure from the 
Roman world
















Many of the seats had markings on them, said to be seating reservations! 
("Family of Pseudolus Maximus, IV seats, home games,  LXIX...Go LIONS!")
















Temple of Aphrodite; later a basilica














A mason's mark (to get paid)















One of the city's two agora, part of the south agora















Looking back to the north agora and Hadrian's Baths















The theatre, built into the side of a hill excavations of which revealed neolithic 
habitation going back to 5800 BCE
















Looking from the hill back toward the Temple of Aphrodite and the stadium: 
the long line of columns traces the length of a pool and arcade in the south agora

















Public hall and more baths















Remains of the Sebasteion, a three-level arcade for the worship of emperors 
and glorification of the empire; remains of many of the friezes are in the museum

















Museum annex, where most of the Sebasteion resides; the museum contains a 
great wealth of statues, busts, and other items recovered in the various 
excavations, many in very good condition

















Perhaps the most important of which is this, the city's official 
statue of Aphrodite

Garden Camping, Selcuk

We have not seen all the campgrounds in Turkey, nor is it completely fair to judge them in the low-season, but the best we have come across is Garden Camping, in Selcuk. It is in a wooded area just under the citadel, away from the city, part of a large organic farm, with all the facilities and amenities, and within easy walking distance of all Selcuk's sights. Ephesus is walkable too, if a bit more distant. In high season, its restaurant is reputedly one of Selcuk's best, with everything very locally-sourced. We happened to be at Garden Camping during Kurban Bayrami, the Festival of the Sacrifice, most important of Turkish and Islamic holidays. The remarkable Sallioglu family, who have businesses and interests in Italy, Istanbul, and Selcuk, were singularly wonderful hosts, educating us about Turkish products, customs and life, and inviting us and the other camper couple to share in the Festival Feast.
Entrance to Garden Camping















A couple ancient--archaeological grade--hamami adjoin the
property 
















Our wash, just below the citadel...















We got to know them well enough to buy a small rug--which is saying something 
in our case--alas, not the beautiful silk-on-silk pictured (next time, after we have 
won the lottery); pictured with us is Mehmet Sallioglu


















Festival of the Sacrifice Feast: the Netherlands camping couple, Sallioglu 
daughters  Nesrin and Gulseren, mother Emine, father Mehmet, daughter 
Ilayda Selma, and Vicki; Nesrin has a textile/fashion design firm in
Istanbul; Ilayda is a pop singer of note (http://www.ilaydamusic.com/); 
Gulseren runs the campground; Mehmet has businesses in Italy and Turkey; 
mother Emine keeps it all going and is a great chef; a fourth daughter, Nuray, 
is a stock broker in Istanbul






















In memoriam: Ralph the Ram, whose sacrifice provided us with breaded and fried 
liver and boiled rib meat; he was joined by seasoned rice and a luscious tomato 
salad and home-baked bread; followed by assorted fruit and Emine's special 65-layer 
home-made baklava; all a great treat and privilege for us


Efes Museum

The museum of items from Efes (Ephesus) is located in modern-day Selcuk, so we decided to visit the museum before seeing the ancient city, which is probably the best-known of Turkey's many classical sites. The museum was just a couple hundred meters from our campsite.
Nice sarcophagus in a garden setting outside the museum















Bust of Marcus Aurelius...




















As found in excavations of Efes



















"Honey, could you press that little button, and smile?" The
Priapos is one of the museum's most popular artifacts; they
discreetly keep it in a darkened box--it's a family museum--
which is hilarious, since you can buy a replica at any trinket
shoppe from Istanbul to Antioch, Izmir to Nemrut
Dagi



















A more artful version, with Virgil's famous
lines




















Sundial in the courtyard















Roman glass, which we always find intriguing















"And now for something completely different:
a woman with ..." Efes Museum's most
famous item, the larger-than-life statue of
Artemis






















Different version




















Entrance to the ruins of the massive Byzantine Basilica of
St. John the Evangelist (he's supposed to be buried
somewhere underneath)

















View from the ticket office, the citadel in the background
















We decided to take a pass on this one, since a) everything
is restored--restored ruins--everything you see is modern,
b) it's merely Byzantine, c) we're really more into the
Synoptic Gospels, and d) no plenary indulgence was offered


Temple of Artemis, or, the Bigger They Are, the Harder They Fall

Another couple hundred meters away is the Temple of Artemis, another of Pliny's Seven Wonders of the World. Nature, time, and humanity seem to have had particular scorn for these seven. Only the pyramids of Egypt remain in recognizable shape.
Model of the Temple of Artemis, from the Efes (Ephesus) Museum, in Selcuk; 
the ancient world's largest, and probably not surpassed as a religious site until 
the Hagia Sofia; for all I know


















Rubble in a swamp; not even very much rubble















One column remains upright, of 127




















A row of stumps















A few stones still in some semblance of order




















Sic transit, Gloria

Isa Bey Mosque

Just a few hundred meters from Garden Camping is the 14th century Isa Bey Mosque, one of the older still-functioning mosques in Turkey, a major tourist destination.
Completed in 1375; 17th century earthquakes brought down a 
minaret and the courtyard columns; restored in 1995 or so





















Interior courtyard















Mosque interior; the floor is covered not by prayer rugs but by regular rugs, 
some very large and probably very old
















Ditto















Ditto ditto
















Meanwhile, back in the courtyard...















From the cemetery















Columns
















A beautiful, old, mighty structure



















Thursday, November 18, 2010

Selcuk

We got to Selcuk, found Garden Camping just below the citadel, and set up for a few days' rest. I took a number of walks into and around town, but we did not do any sightseeing in earnest for three restful days.
Selcuk has a well-known Saturday market, indeed one of the
largest weekly markets I have seen anywhere; produce
departments in groceries and supermarkets are relatively
small in Turkey; most Turks buy their produce at markets
such as this one where there are hundreds of vendors; of
course there are garment districts, hardware districts,
houseware districts, and on and on



















Aquaduct ruins in Selcuk
















It's a regional center but also a tourist town--with its own
major sites and Ephesus just a few kms away; also host, in
the winter, to Turkey's major camel-wrestling (camel vs.
camel) tournament

















Cat in a bowl; not a small cat either
















More local ruins, near the St. John Church
















A small local amusement park















Everyone has satellite TV...















The citadel, currently undergoing restoration; the
campgound is right below it