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| Turkish Farmers, near Miletus |
We arose quite early, and breakfasted on hot milk (goat’s) and bread. Adil then presented us with some delightful Greek pots and coins which he had un-covered in his field. He would have given us some quite large pieces of marble frieze, but of course they were much too heavy to carry! We said farewell to our hosts, after taking a group photograph, and promising to send them a copy.
Then we walked the
3 kilomtres to Miletus, passing a Greek farmer who insisted on shaking us by the
hand, and when he discovered that we were English – slapped us on the back.
Just outside Miletus we
visited some tombs in the hillside – many with the bones and fragments of
pottery still intact in them.
In this region, unlike
Istanbul, one sees many camels – whole trains of them!
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| Ampitheatre, Miletus |
After leaving Miletus we
walked for about 3 hours in the scorching sun, lapping water en-route, before
getting a lift in a lorry to Söke.
In Söke we cause great amusement with the girls, as a result of our shorts. We then caught the train to Izmir, arriving about 8p.m. During the journey we were taken under the “wings” of an elderly farmer, a young negro, and an ex-korean solider.
All Turks are intensely
curious about everything, and one can amuse them for hours with maps, nail-files,
torches etc. – things apparently unknown in Turkey. At railway stations, one can buy a glass of
water from small boys carrying earthenware pitchers for 5 kuruş.
During the journey we had
difficulty in explaining that Greece was not communist!!
At Izmir we booked into a
flea-ridden hotel.
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