Cheeky antiquity

Cheeky moi? No way,

Honestly, they made me do it!

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Celsus Ceiling

I’m joining Paula again this week, for her black and white day Sunday challenge. It has the theme of ‘Ceiling’, and I was tempted to post somewhere local, but then came across this photo taken at the library of Celsus, Ephesus, Turkey.

As it’s more than 2000 years old, perhaps it’s Paula’s oldest ceiling this week, we’ll see!

Weekly Photo Challenge, Order

Ben Huberman calls for order in this weeks photo challenge, and he has a tempting array of pastries in his well ordered photo.

The image below is one of my all time favourites and I may have posted it here before. This vast courtyard is part of the Ataturk Mausoleum complex in Ankara, the capital of Turkey. As well as the mausoleum which is the final resting place of Kemal Ataturk, the founder of modern Turkey’s final resting place, there is a museum dedicated to his life.

 

 

Castelling, a human tower

Castelling is an ancient Catalan tradition, first documented in the early 1800’s, it began in Tarragona, but has since spread throughout Catalonia. I first saw it courtesy of the pink trousered one, Michael Portillo, in one of his tv programmes, to which I am addicted. As I was in Barcelona for ‘The Dia’ last September, I knew there was a fair chance of seeing it.

The Centre for Cultura i Memoria in El Born was one of the places it could be seen, the one that was easy to find, and close to a favourite little café!

After a croissant filled with coffee flavoured mascarpone, it was time to go out into the Placa Comercial,

Where preparations were underway.

And then it began.

In the background, you can see the first layer climb on the shoulders of the base level, or Pinya as it’s known. The Pinya is wide and formed by the strongest of the group, to make a base that can support the weight of the rest and be a safety net should anyone fall.

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Several more layers are added, the Tronc, and finally, the littlest one scrambles atop, zoom in to see her nearly there, but I didn’t capture her with the camera, I was too entranced!

Once there, she gives a very quick wave, the crowd cheer and she’s back down the six layers beneath her, in just a few moments. Three troups performed that day, in competition, and each time I saw the wave, but my camera didn’t.

A Spare Landscape

Pamukkale is a town in Western Turkey and its name means cotton castle. Part of the landscape looks like a large terrace of ice, but it is in fact a travertine terrace formed by mineral rich water cascading down a steep valley.

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When I went, you could walk on the terraces, barefoot and at your own risk, because they were rather slippery. Now I believe you can only look from above, well done turkey for protecting this very unusual Unesco site. On a sunny day the surface looks turquoise, but here under a grey sky, and looking into the misty distance the landscape looks quite spare.

Earth, our magnificent planet

For this weeks photo challenge, Jen H askes that we share our vision of our magnificent earth through our lens.

I’ve seen some remarkable places on our planet, but the images that sprung to mind right away were the ones I took in Cappadocia, a few years ago. Situated in central Anatolia,  Goreme National Park has troglodyte villages, fairy chimneys and rock hewn churches, that date back to the 4th century.

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This is an unforgettable world heritage site, that more than repays the effort it takes to visit. To learn more visit the Unesco site.

Traces of the past

Paula is asking for images with traces of the past for her Thursday Special this week.

Troy Odeon

This is the Odeion at Troy in north west Anatolia, Turkey, it dates back to the Roman Troy 1X and was renovated in 124 AD, by Hadrian. I wonder if that was before or after he built the wall in the north of England, what a busy man. The Odeion has a semi-circular orchestra, surrounded by a wall of lime stone slabs, above which rise tiers of limestone seats, divided by aisles, into wedge shaped sections. Can you imagine the performances that took place there?  I’m sure you can still hear the echoes on a hot, still day. . .

Thanks Paula, I could do lots of posts for this theme.