This was a day of farewells and crossing out of Iran into Turkey. The Iranian process took longer to get out of than Turkey did to enter. On crossing the border, the guards suggested we could remove our head scarfs! After a week of wearing them, the head felt bare but I still hadn’t mastered how to keep it on unless I wore it as turban.
As we left the border (and a little before) we could see the snow of Mt Ararat, the highest mountain in Turkey. (and the legendary resting place of Noah’s ark) The earlier views changed as the peaks became covered in cloud.
A lovely drive in Turkey visiting an old palace…The way the palace, sitting on the top of a hill was restored was fascinating. The restorers had placed a clear roof over the top of the palace so that light penetrated and it didn’t detract from the palace renovation. Very well done. The views of and from this site were spectacular. A fabulous introduction to Turkey.
At the end of the day we reflected that this was our first day of driving without a guide this trip!