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e><figure id="d574"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/0*TqIE46lPoAwX3qqW"><figcaption>Almost to the top…I think I can!</figcaption></figure><p id="3f93">I put my sandals back on and headed for Cleopatra’s Antique Pool, paid my 32 lira to swim and went to get changed. Even with just my togs on, I wasn’t cold as I was still hot from the climb. I deposited my gear in a locker for 10 lira, and was given a wristband with an actual key attached — none of this magnetic wristband nonsense here!</p><figure id="6773"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/0*MXjoFOCt0sq2IVdS"><figcaption>My reward - a swim in Cleopatra’s Ancient Pool</figcaption></figure><p id="2ff8">Ah, the pool! Swimming in the warm water amongst the Roman ruins was something very special. The bottom was covered with pebbles, but I only touched it when I walked in. The pool deepened to more than 3 metres, and I found a marble column submerged to just the right height for me to sit on, but still keep all of my body submerged except for my head, of course.</p><p id="2bc0">I relaxed here for the afternoon allowing the curative properties of the water to work their magic. Faruk appeared at 3 pm and told me I had to be back at the bus by 4. I swam to the deepest (and hottest) pool again, and made my way across the ruins to the exit, only stopping to let the waterfall pound down on my shoulders and back. I clambered out, grabbed my sandals and sarong and ran to the lockers. I was shivering so much that I had trouble putting the key in. I could not get dressed fast enough!</p><figure id="7697"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/0*NBUzYgeB2PGfsyQC"><figcaption>I‘m sitting on part of a marble column that’s collapsed into the Roman bath</figcaption></figure><figure id="5fbe"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/0*yYPGT5BXqPxTs2-u"><figcaption>Part of the ruins of the Roman-Greek city of Hierapolis.</figcaption></figure><figure id="1d8b"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/0*7y8Hou9XEFYgrk1o"><figcaption>The ancient amphitheatre of Hieropolis</figcaptio

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n></figure><p id="9eb7">I wandered back to the bus through the ruins of Hieropolis stopping to buy a magnet for 2 lira, and was still first back to the bus. I have a fear of being left behind as I’m often exploring by myself.</p><figure id="dbfb"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/1*[email protected]"><figcaption>Here is the magnet I bought. It’s still on my fridge!</figcaption></figure><p id="e1b9">I had a wonderful day at Pamukkale — probably my favourite day of the tour and another thermal bath ticked off my list!</p><p id="16fb"><a href="undefined">Scott-Ryan Abt</a> finds ruins in the middle of the modern city of Amman, Jordan. Amazing!</p><div id="57f0" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/room-to-roam-you-are-free-to-wander-among-the-ruins-of-empires-in-the-centre-of-amman-de1c8827f651"> <div> <div> <h2>Room to Roam: You are Free to Wander Among The Ruins of Empires in the Centre of Amman</h2> <div><h3>Globetrotters May Writing Challenge — Ruins of the World</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*QAKWaAGhJVBr1T3Upw8FAA.jpeg)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><p id="7fec">And <a href="undefined">Claire Elizabeth Levesque</a> explores the ruins of Britain’s first city. Can you guess it?</p><div id="e633" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/exploring-the-ruins-of-britains-first-city-37bde8727255"> <div> <div> <h2>Exploring the Ruins of Britain’s First City</h2> <div><h3>Surprising discoveries in an unassuming Essex town</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*UIFokg2L__-Pvj9f-sqGiw.jpeg)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div></article></body>

RUINS OF THE WORLD

My Favourite Roman Ruins in Turkey

Can you guess why?

The hillside at Pamukkale looks like snow. It’s not! All photos are by Adrienne Beaumont except the two of me in the pool.

This is the view that greets us as we arrive at Pamukkale. I am so excited! Everyone on the bus headed into town for lunch, while I — the independent traveller — headed up the pure white mountainside. I had to take my shoes off as soon as I reached the calcium carbonate deposits, to prevent them from being dirtied by tourists’ muddy shoes.

Walking in the warm water was lovely, but most of the mountain was dry white rock or white mud, so by the time I was a hundred metres in, my feet were cold. After another hundred metres, they were even colder! I was stopping very briefly to take a photo of not only the white rock and the travertine terrace pools but also the views!

One of the thermal travertine terrace pools

Couldn’t stop for long to take photos. My feet were freezing. You had to walk up barefoot so as not to dirty the calcium deposits.

By the time I reached the top, my feet were numb with cold and I was breathing heavily from the exertion. This was definitely the closest I had ever come to mountain climbing. I felt a sense of achievement especially since none of the rest of the group had attempted it.

Pamukkale was formed when a spring with a high content of dissolved calcium bicarbonate cascaded over the edge of the cliff, which cooled and hardened leaving calcium deposits.

I put my sandals back on and headed for Cleopatra’s Antique Pool, paid my 32 lira to swim and went to get changed. Even with just my togs on, I wasn’t cold as I was still hot from the climb. I deposited my gear in a locker for 10 lira, and was given a wristband with an actual key attached — none of this magnetic wristband nonsense here!

My reward - a swim in Cleopatra’s Ancient Pool

Ah, the pool! Swimming in the warm water amongst the Roman ruins was something very special. The bottom was covered with pebbles, but I only touched it when I walked in. The pool deepened to more than 3 metres, and I found a marble column submerged to just the right height for me to sit on, but still keep all of my body submerged except for my head, of course.

I relaxed here for the afternoon allowing the curative properties of the water to work their magic. Faruk appeared at 3 pm and told me I had to be back at the bus by 4. I swam to the deepest (and hottest) pool again, and made my way across the ruins to the exit, only stopping to let the waterfall pound down on my shoulders and back. I clambered out, grabbed my sandals and sarong and ran to the lockers. I was shivering so much that I had trouble putting the key in. I could not get dressed fast enough!

I‘m sitting on part of a marble column that’s collapsed into the Roman bath

Part of the ruins of the Roman-Greek city of Hierapolis.

I wandered back to the bus through the ruins of Hieropolis stopping to buy a magnet for 2 lira, and was still first back to the bus. I have a fear of being left behind as I’m often exploring by myself.

Here is the magnet I bought. It’s still on my fridge!

I had a wonderful day at Pamukkale — probably my favourite day of the tour and another thermal bath ticked off my list!

Scott-Ryan Abt finds ruins in the middle of the modern city of Amman, Jordan. Amazing!

Room to Roam: You are Free to Wander Among The Ruins of Empires in the Centre of Amman

Globetrotters May Writing Challenge — Ruins of the World

medium.com

And Claire Elizabeth Levesque explores the ruins of Britain’s first city. Can you guess it?

Exploring the Ruins of Britain’s First City

Surprising discoveries in an unassuming Essex town

medium.com