On her way up, she paused several times to look back: below her she saw the towers and bridges, the saints were shaking their fists and lifting their stone eyes to the clouds. It was the most beautiful city in the world. —from The Unbearable Lightness of Being by Milan Kundera
Well, Portland, Oregon and sloe gin fizz, if that ain’t love, then tell me what is. —Loretta Lynn
In all my years of traveling to Turkey, I have never been to Cappadocia, which has long been on my wish list. I finally fulfilled my wish, and Cappadocia did not disappoint.