
We flew into the snow filled city Izmir and took a bus to our hotel in the little town of Goreme. The Kelebek Hotel is literally comprised of caves. It was beautiful.

I felt like I was in a ski bungalow yet the scenery was even more beautiful then I could imagine. Our room had a wooden door with two two-by-fours for a lock. There was no phone or television in the room which forced community in the lounge upstairs. The first night we were there, I inquired about “wake up calls.” Instead of calling the Kelebek staff came to our door and knocked. Too funny.

The first day we headed to the Open Air Museum. The Open Air Museum highlights the remains of Hittite civilization.
The home dwellings all made out of the tuffa looked like caves with large angular domes on top. Inside the dwellings were remnants of kitchens and inhabitants. As we walked through the city I was amazed to see that the churches still had frescos

on the ceilings and walls depicting different biblical stories.
After walking through the Open Air Museum we headed down to the heart of the city of Goreme. Because of the snow the city was pretty quiet. We went to several souvenir shops and sent postcards back to the States. We walked past the Turkish Army office on our way back through the city. All of a sudden one of the officers poked his head out of the office and said to my dad, “Excuse me sir. Our commander would like to have a word with you.” Fear washed across all of our faces. My dad said, “Ok” and headed into the office. Right before he entered my dad turned to Rochelle, Laura, and me who were all standing dead in our tracks and said, “Come on ladies.” I thought to myself, no!!! Oh Jeffrey (my dad’s name). Unlike the United States, the military and police walk around with machine guns. It takes a little while to get used to that idea in general. Even more awkward is having your presence requested by a commander in the Turkish army...
But we followed my dad into the office. The commander had us sit down and they asked us how we were enjoying our time in Goreme. We all answered with his questions positively. Laura asked the commander if we could take a picture with them, and they obliged. The pictures broke the ice thank goodness. As we posed for the picture, one of the officers put his beret on my head.

By now we were all laughing. The officers simply wanted to chat with guests in their town...nothing to fear. We had a wonderful meal in the town and then walked up the hill to our cave hotel. Our next day would be a tour of the entire region...