There's quite a lot to see in Selcuk, but it doesn't take too long to see it. Ephesus Museum, with much of the spectacular 'art' taken from the ancient city, is closed for 6 months, timed perfectly for the tourist season.
Instead, we go stork hunting. Over the course of the day, we learn that the town builds large metal bases on the tops of ancient columns and the Roman aqueduct for the birds to build their nests. Hatching occurs in March and so right now the nests are full of nearly fully-grown birds. Quite impressive. The birds are often tagged and we are told get injections for their good health. When the nests get cramped, the male is told to leave. Nothing new there. Obviously we look like keen bird watchers - one hotel owner invites us up to the terrace, where Mary takes her special photo (see below).
Many many photos later, it's into town for a walk around the aqueduct and find a money machine and have some lunch. All duly achieved.
Whilst having lunch, we meet a couple of Pennsylvania, fresh off the bus from Greece and looking more than a little unsure of where to next. We talking to Tim and his wonderful partner beginning with 'A' and (David thinks) ending in 'ine'. Funny thing is, we spent hours chatting with these guys in several places and only introduced ourselves when we said goodnight and goodbye! We help them plan their travel - they are moving fast, covering many of the places we have been but in less than a week. T is a teacher but has been doing some voluntary work for non-profit groups in Calcutta and Cambodia recently. A works with the deaf in the US as an interpreter/teacher. .
We also meet a German/Australian couple running a travel agency in town and chat with them for a while. They've got lots of good advice and hook us up with someone in Istanbul who may be able to get us into an 'authentic' dervish performance and maybe find a real saz shop. Just nice to talk to people about random things, really, and feeling like you have nothing in particular to do than what you are doing right now.
While T and A go to Ephesus, we clean up the sights around town - St John's Basilica and the hilltop castle, Isa Bey Mosque and the Artemis Temple (once one of the 7 wonders of the world, now reduced to a single column. That's history for ya!)
Today is gonna be real busy, it's stressing us out thinking about it: 1. Beach. 2. lunch. 3. Drinks. 4. Dinner This travel is hard work, eh?
And while we have all of this wonderful, luxurious time to play with, we both consider the delights of slow travel: -Spending 45 minutes talking about the restaurant trade with Mustafa -Spending 5 hours in ruined cities with the birds for company when really it could have been easily done in half the time -Doing nothing but read a book in Egidir and eat a Magnum on a terrace beside a lake as big as Taupo -Discovering the mysteries and delights of double-knot vool-on-vool village carpets -Taking a day to walk 10-14km along a canyon valley shaded by trees and with a stream running alongside, most of it completely alone -Going back to the same places, where you are recognised and greeted like long lost friends. Seeing places in different kinds of light and shade. -Sitting and watching people go about their business but having no business of your own! -And much much more!