<p>Around the world, people are complaining about today, after all, is Monday. You can see on Twitter, and Facebook things like&nbsp;“Monday should be optional.”; “Good morning. Keep calm and pretend it’s not Monday.” or “May your coffee be strong and your Monday productive.” In Konya, I was staring at the city from the top of my hotel room. I was excited and ready to face the Monday as it was Friday only because I was heading to a place that was responsible for me fell in love with Turkey. My destination was Kapadokya&nbsp;(Cappadocia). The valleys, fairy chimneys, and the subterranean cities were calling, that was a call I could refuse.</p>
<p>This episode is also available as a blog post: http://helenycampoy.com/2020/05/20/caravansvalleys-and-underground-cities/</p>

Ankara: The Capital

A Tale in Red results from spending a further nine months actually ‘living’ in Turkey – from January to September 2011. Most of those nine months were spent on the road, visiting cities, monuments and archaeological sites, but, most importantly, meeting everyday people. Through 27 thousand kilometres, I immersed myself in the Turkish culture, adapting my behaviour to their traditions. I involved myself in close contact with different people – teachers, doctors, farmers, public servants, authorities, artists – and what I listened to from them was a mix of pride and shame, belief and disbelief.