We are now in Goreme, home of fairy chimneys, carpet salesmen, and sick/injured travelers. That would be us, Jenny sprained her foot while hiking in Termessos, and Sunita is suffering from illness. This place is infested with tourist longing for a glimpse at the world cup action. The local pub is always crowded. We visited a 12th century monestary, dug weeds with a local grandma, and found ourselves wondering aimlessly amongst a sh*tload of tourist in the open air museum. Are we having fun yet? Yes...