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Kusadasi, Turkey (Itinerary)


After we emerged from the Suez Canal a day early, we sailed out into the Mediterranean Sea for a day before going to Ashdod. At this point we had a much-needed sea day before our arrival in Kusadasi, Turkey. Turkey was a new country for me. Dean had been here before while in the military.

 
We went to the formal reception to honor several 30-year employees, to introduce Holland America's new president, Orlando Ashford, and to learn about some of the plans and goals of the Holland America Group from Stein Kruse. We even ate dinner in the dining room for only the second time on the cruise.

 
There was a stiff and chilly wind blowing as we came into port. The statue atop the hill is Mustafa Kemal Atatürk, the first president of modern Turkey. He held office from 1920 until his death in 1938. Pigeon Fort was built on an island and connected to the mainland via a causeway.

 
Another old fort in town is now a hotel.

 
Dean was being watched as he took photos of the tile steps. We headed up...

 

 

 
Blooming orange trees scented the air. We were surprised to find out about Maffy, the jazz trumpeter.

   

 

 

 

 

 

 
As we move up in elevation, we moved through poorer and poorer neighborhoods.

 
Broken bottle walls form effective barriers.


We've gained some altitude and find some good views of the harbor area.

 
A local market sells a wide variety of merchandise.

 

 


We still have a ways to go to get to the Atatürk statue.

 

 

 
Lace curtains.


We saw many places where newer construction had been inserted into old existing structures.


A ceramics store made use of its own wares.


A public water station with 2 faucets.

 
While it was a chilly day, I shrugged off my windbreaker as we climbed up through the neighborhoods.

 
The route to the Atatürk statue was sometimes not that obvious. We asked for directions several times.


Finally out in the open and Atatürk was just beyond the bushes.

 
Looking down on Pigeon Fort and looking up to Atatürk...

 
We were surprised to see the free meal van in the Atatürk parking lot. But when we thought about how the poorer people live in the highest neighborhoods, it made sense to offer the meals where the poor people lived. The women return their empty stainless steel containers in return for full ones.

 

 
There was construction around the statue, so we moved on over the hill.


The houses are of a different class over here. Most of these houses were empty and are probably summer places for other Europeans.

 


A bath house...

  
a Turkish bath, house that is, which was closed.

 
A short cut or a woman outstanding in her field?

   

 
We were granted permission to walk around a beautiful head of land that used to be part of a failed beach club.

 


Wind-swept is the best description of this bluff.

 
Imitating the Atatürk pose on the next hill.


We thanked the gardener/caretaker for allowing us to hike this head of land. He was preparing for his spring crop plantings.

 
A pebbled beach and some pretty flowers decorate the ruins of a failed beach club.

 
We walked out to Pigeon Fort. It was closed for rehab. We figured it would be a long time before it reopened.

 
We propped ourselves up on a steep slope out of the persistent wind for our lunch.


The fort walls were adorned with plants.

 
On the other side of the fort, a tile walkway was eroding into the sea while fishermen used it for their base of operations.


Some nets piled on the walkway.


We studied the plan of Ephesus on a tourist stand so we'd be better prepared for that evening's festivities...

 
A peace park near the dock with its dove and olive branch sculpture/fountain. We boarded the ship and came back out with our computers for a short Internet fix at the Sir Winston Harbour House.


So we boarded buses as the sun was setting with almost all of our fellow passengers and a good contingent of crew for the ride to Ephesus, an ancient Greek city on the Ionian Sea and named one of the seven wonders of the Ancient World. Holland America had arranged a huge private party for us, which would also include a concert performed in the ancient amphitheater.

 
We were on one of the first buses and we rushed past the first food setup in order to take photos of as much of the site as we could before it became too dark. The amphitheater was huge.


We walked past the food stations and the bar.


The "ancients" greeted us and posed for photos. In the background the ship's hotel manager surveys the situation with his new boss.

 
The long row of columns marks the ancient market.

 

 
Parts of the city have been rebuilt, but most have not. The city was ruined by earthquakes. It also fell out of favor as its harbor was silted in by the Küçükmenderes River. Ephesus is now 5 Km from the harbor.


The sky was showing more color.


We walked over to the "library," a section that has been rebuilt.

 

 
And a string trio performed in the center of the library façade. How elegant!


With the sunset in the background, we couldn't stop taking photos...

 

 
We found the desserts, so we started our feast here. The food was advertised as heavy h'oeuvres and just in case people thought they might need more than this, an early dinner was offered on the ship. We did not feel that we were underfed.


A professional photographer had been hired by Stein Kruse to take photos of the passengers. We asked him to take a photo with our camera as well. We were dressed in many layers, because it was windy and chilly.

 

 

 

 

 

 


One last hurrah for the beautiful and amazingly persistent sunset.

 

 


We took seats in the center for the best acoustics. Fortunately, the crew or caterer had placed cushions on the cold, hard stone seats.

 
We sat with Jack & Sandy. Before the concert Stein Kruse and Orlando Ashford each had a short speech.


First up was a folkloric dance with accordions providing the music.


And finally the Aegean symphony orchestra with a flute soloist played an unamplified concert. It had been more than 10 years since the last concert held here. The site managers stopped allowing amplifiers because their vibrations were damaging the fragile structures. So this was a very special evening for us. We thorougly enjoyed ourselves. Dean's Log: Kusadasi

It will be a short sail to Piraeus, the port city for Athens.

On to Greece ... >>

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