For Jens birthday we have arrived in Cappadocia, land of Goblins and Tourists (interchange as necessary) living in caves carved out of steep sided rock valleys and ‘fairy chimneys’…volcanic formations like wizards hats into which pansions and hotels have been built. As a treat we have been staying in one such fairy chimney in Goreme in the centre of Cappadocia …in a hotel called “Fairy Chimney Inn” in fact. In the footsteps of Michael Palin as the celebrity photo in the reception announces. As a second treat we decided to go horseriding in the Cappadocian valleys. Unfortunately Jet forgot he wasn’t a very good horserider and this ,combined with a frisky Cappadocean horse, lead to a unfortunate galloping off into the distance incident in which Jet ‘slipped’ off sustaining, we hope, only minor injuries of bruised hip, ribs and shoulder. Because of this we’ve taken an extra days rest in Goreme and will be carrying on the Eastern highway across Turkey tomorrow. The horseriding incident made Jet realise that although Bertle, his bike, can be a bit unreliable, at least it doesn’t gallop away under its own steam (althought anything could happen.. Harry Potter wise.. in this fairytale cave world) . We are both hoping that the bike riding motion doesn’t use all the same muscles as Jets bruised right side. But once you’ve fallen off there ain’t nothing to do, cowboy, but get back on again. Iran here we…lopsided pedalling… come.
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