🇹🇷 The Great Turkish Adventure: Part Three - Capadoccia
So we rolled into Cappadocia at the absolutely prime hour of 3:30 AM after 10.5 hours long travel – because nothing screams "vacation goals" like arriving when even the vampires are calling it a night. And surprise, surprise! Not a single taxi in sight. Shocking, right? Who would've thought professional drivers might want to sleep at this ungodly hour? Our hotel, Owl's Cave, was a mere 500 meters away. But walking? Oh no, we're civilized travelers – we demand motorized transportation for distances we'd normally walk to grab midnight snacks! I gallantly crossed the road to the taxi stand and peeked inside the cars like a creep. There I witnessed modern art: a taxi driver in his natural habitat, snoring like a chainsaw convention, hands strategically positioned down his pants like he was auditioning for a very different kind of movie. I thought about waking him up but decided, "Nah, let's not make this awkward for BOTH of us." How considera...