We had no plans for New Years, so we were quite happy to spend the night at an Eco farm we had been staying at in order to celebrate with a twenty year old French guy, a Turkish women, and a German/Turkish man in his fifties who cooked us a wonderful meal. We spent the last few hours of 2014 playing an intense game of ass-hole which ended just thrifty seconds before the New Year in the most dramatic way possible which left us all howling with laughter. My brother, who had left the night before on what was suppose to be an eleven hour bus ride, spent New Years in the bus, as his ride ended up taking three times as long as it should have (32 hours) because of the snow. Thankfully, he still arrived in time to catch his flight back to university, and ended up experiencing the kindness of Turks as many of his fellow bus travelers gave him food and presents in order for his extra long journey to pass more smoothly.
“You know all those things you have always wanted to do? You should go do them.”
Cappadocia is one of the most famous sites in Turkey, and rightfully so. Though during our first few hours we were overwhelmed by the sheer number of touists, resorts, and unfriendly people (it’s a lot like Disney land for adults we decided) but the natural beauty of the surrounding rocks and the thousands of interesting caves waiting to be explored soon won us over.