Storks on ancient ruins.
Mastered the art of haggling from this guy.
Walked to Ephesus!
Life lesson in Ephesus.
Lots of stones.
Ephesus: where Birkenstocks go to die. I said good bye to these pups at the exit. I thought: what better burial ground than ancient Roman ruins? Perhaps I was wrong to let them go so soon seeing as that my broken/sprained foot was a result of their replacements (and my klutziness and the total pitch black woods I was hiking in)
Pool in an orchard that I swam in after Ephesus. Picked up some apricots and peaches from a farmer on the side of the road on my way.