Of Mosques, Museums, and Mountains
We got our bearings through a quick orientation to Istanbul (we would return
at the end of the journey). After leisurely boat rides on the
Bosphorus and Golden Horn, viewing magnificent mosaics and frescoes in the
Chora Monastery, lingering to eye enticing offers of the exotic spicemarket,
and depositing our shoes in plastic bags so we could walk through the
massive interior of the Blue Mosque, we took off on what would be a
3,000-mile odyssey to explore ancient Turkey.
A few highlights remain especially etched in my memory.
Gallipoli: The Dardanelles (the Hellespont of antiquity) are the
straits between the Gallipoli peninsula on the European side and the
mainland of Asia Minor. They are a link between the Aegean and the
Mediterranean, the Sea of Marmara, and by way of the Bosphorus, the Black
Sea. Riding along the Sea of Marmara and crossing the Dardanelles, I saw the very site where
in 1810 Lord Byron swam across the Hellespont to repeat Hero’s feat in the
ancient Greek legend of Hero and Leander. (It took him 70 minutes.) I stood silently before the haunting memorial established by the Turks to recognize
the thousands of Aussies who lost their lives in the ill-fated Gallipoli
campaign of 1915.
Troy: The ancient town of Troad, made famous by
Homer’s “Iliad,” occupies a hilly site to the south of where the
Dardanelles merges into the Aegean. It offers a strategic site for a
fortress, near enough to keep watch on the Dardanelles, and thus was exposed
to frequent attacks. There are no buildings left. But what you see
(after you first view the replica of the famed Trojan Horse), is an
extraordinarily impressive series of 5000 years of Trojan history viewed by
means of the nine levels of archaeological
excavations of trenches that unearth mysteries of five millennia of history.
Our long walk along the dusty hillside paths of Troy resulted in my first
sensory (and physical) overload. On that first hike my knee
(recovering from recent torn cartilage) warned me to prepare for tough hikes
ahead!
Pergamum:
The site of the ancient city of
Pergamum is the modern city of Bergama (today a thriving rug production
center---and where I bought a beautiful Bergama rug.) The ancient city
was known as a great learning site and is credited with the flowering of
sculpture and painting and the development of parchment. Perhaps
the most impressive fact we learned was that Pergamum was the site of one of
the largest libraries of the ancient world. Built around 170 B.C., the
library contained 200,000 volumes. This collection was presented later
to Cleopatra by Antony and was carried off to Alexandria.
Pergamum is also the site of the Asclepion, an ancient healing center
founded in the 4th century B.C.that ranked with Epidaurus and Kos as one of
the most celebrated healing places in the ancient world. At the Alter
of Asclepios, we stood before a stone bearing the Asclepean snake and
reached a better understanding of ancient medical practices with the help of
our knowledgeable guide, Gulin, along with Dr. Hal, our colleague and
favorite medical source on the tour. We learned about ancient
treatments developed there, including dream interpretation, mudbaths, massage, and the use of
herbs and ointments. We gained an appreciation for Galen, one of the
most renowned early physicians who gathered knowledge of the circulatory and
nervous systems that remained the basis for all Western medicine for
centuries.
Ephesus: Leaving·
Selchuk, we arrived at Ephesus, the most impressive ruin of the entire
Aegean coast and without a doubt the best-preserved classical site on the
Eastern Mediterranean. We traced a little of its history through
its ancient inhabitants, the Lydians, the Greeks, and the Romans
when it was the capital of the Roman Province of Asia. St. Paul
preached and spent three years here. Later, Ephesus was captured by
the Mongols, and finally was reduced to ruins in wars between the Seljuks
and the Ottomans.

Walking along its dusty ways in brilliant
midday sunshine, we absorbed this history in big chunks. We stopped at
the temple of Artemis, erected in the 5th century B.C.--one of the Seven
Wonders of the Ancient World. We saw other superb examples of classical
architecture and remnants of the ancient city’s former importance: a necropolis of tombs cut into
the rock; the gymnasium and stadium; great theatre that seated 25,000 people
and where St. Paul preached; the colonnaded marble-paved street, commercial section (the agora), and the Corinthian columns that remain of the library
of Celsus—which contained 12,000 scrolls in niches around its walls. We
visited the Temple of Hadrian, the Fountain of Trajan, the baths and the
brothel, and a work in progress-the restoration of terrace houses open to us
(for a price). By the end of that day, we were tired, dusty and ready
for a tall glass of Turkish raki. But we had a much greater feel for
what life was like in Greek and Roman times!
Aphrodesias:
From Ephesus we
moved on to the ruins of the·
acropolis of Aphrodesias, interesting if only for the word “aphrodesiac”
which derives from the Greek name for the goddess of love, Aphrodite, called
Venus by the Romans. (Footnote: An American professor, Kenan T. Erin of NYU
worked at the site for almost 30 years from 1961-90, and I was touched to
learn that he asked to be buried at the spot he loved so well.)
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