Of Tesbih and Testes: First Layer of Disgruntleds

So, about those Turkish men. A little background: We first entered the village of Ortahisar on foot in August of 2010, having dripped down a meltingly-soft asphalt road for nearly two kilometers from the main highway. Unable to find a rental in heavily-touristed Göreme, we felt the quiet backwater of Ortahisar held promise. After all, […]

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