The next morning we visited the Necropolis. 

That means, "City of the Dead," and it's a graveyard for an ancient Greek city called Hierapolis.  It's the largest ancient graveyard in Anatolia, which basically is another name for Asia Minor, which itself basically is another name for Turkey.

Hierapolis was a big city in the glory days of the Greeks.  It was a warm springs spa, which partly explains last night's dip in the brown, slimy, warm pool.  A very popular place.

Not much left now, though.

The springs are still around, though.  We'll see them shortly.

But now let's look at the tombs.

I actually believe these tombs are recreations of the originals, built by the modern Turks out of scattered pieces.

Or maybe some of them are original.  Who knows for sure?

Now we're driving from these tombs over to see some more tombs.

There's Mete explaining it all.

It was a beautiful morning.  In fact we couldn't have wished for better weather on this trip.

Bits and pieces of ancient Hierapolis. 

Those Greeks and Romans really liked their arches.

There's a fence around these arches, though.  They've been crumbling recently.  Don't want to crush any tourists.

Ruins and Roman pines.

We're approaching the main part of the city now.

The old baths were right around here.

An Italian group sponsored by Fiat is excavating.

Here's what they say about it.

There's a good bit of work yet to be done.

Don's thinking this doesn't look like a great place to take a bath.

Bill's pretending he's a Western gunslinger.  Draw, pilgrim.