When I checked-in at my hotel in Cappadocia, I was advised by the owner that Cappadocia basically has two major tour options. The Red Tour and the Green Tour. The owner advised me to book and pay for the Green Tour and that the Red Tour need not be arranged with a local tour company. He explained that I myself can go and visit the Red Tour sites since I have four days to spend in Cappadocia and that the locations of the tour spots featured in the Red Tour are within a good hiking distance.
He nevertheless warned me that the longest walk in the Red Tour option from one site to the next would take me about an hour. That was the walk from the rock tower of Uchisar to the sensual-looking rock formations of the Love Valley.
From my hotel, I reached Uchisar after a 40-minute walk. The walk was not incessant and continuous because I got to stop and do some detour so as to marvel at some of the most beautiful valley formations and breathtaking geological sites on the planet.
After getting around Uchisar and decided that I have to get to my next destination, I remember the hotel owner informing me about the 1-hour hike if I want to go to the Love Valley from Uchisar. This was confirmed when I checked the information at Google Maps.
And since I have nothing to do for the rest of the day but to gape and admire the natural wonders of Cappadocia, I gathered a lot of emotional fortitude and decided to walk my way from Uchisar to Love Valley. But in the middle of my hiking my emotional fortitude starts to wane and it is instead being replaced and overpowered by my physical feebleness. On the 30th minute of my slogging, my feet, my knees and my shoulders are starting to hurt.
Since my physical being is starting to fail me, the beautiful barren fields between Uchisar and my next site to visit has started to look like a severely distressing place to be at. All I wanted at that time was a commuter bus or a taxi cab to pass by so that I could hail it and pay the driver whatever amount he wants as long as he will drive me fast to the Love Valley. But except for one old rickety car that passed by, there was never a vehicle in sight during my hike. To Be Continued…
Itululoy… to bi kontinyud…