|The man with the most important job.|
|Cam zipped around and offered to take photos of the other people who would be sharing the ride with us. There were 11 passengers and 1 pilot in our balloon.|
|Our pilot seemed to be an adrenaline junkie. We brushed the tops of apricot trees and narrowly missed some of the rocky tops of the fairy chimneys.|
|Fairy Chimneys from above.|
After some quiet time and second breakfast, we had a walk around the village, went for a drive and then in the early evening attended a whirling dervish ceremony. This is a sacred right so no photography was allowed. There was a lot of bowing, a lot of whirling and some very arabic sounding live music in an ancient caravanserai built in the 1200's. Caravanserai or han are stopping places for travelers located 40k apart from Turkey to China. We saw quite a few in Cappadocia which have been converted to other purposes.