Prior to living in Turkey, yes I had been out of the United States. Canada and Venezuela were both beautiful with mountains and trees and lovely rivers and lakes. However, I was enthralled by the possibility of seeing truly ancient architecture and artifacts. Because we were broke and did not have a car, an older couple took pity on us and took us out of our village one day for a picnic to Castabala (Kastabala)/Hierapolis.
This was our first of what would turn out to be many castles.
Near the Ceyhan River, this castle and the buildings around it stunned me. Or was I stunned that old ruins in rural Turkey are generally left just as they are and not cared for? Of course, I would become familiar with this type of treatment the more I toured around the area.
I cannot describe the feeling of stepping onto the street of this ancient city…of touching the carved stone arches and columns along the dirt roads of this site. Just…wow. I can’t believe I’m here.