After the buying spree at the leather outlet, we backtracked to Ephesus to see the site of the famous Temple of Artemis (Artemis for the Greeks, Diana, for the Romans).  There's not much left.  The Turks have stacked up some fragments of columns, but that's about it.

That's supposedly what it looked like.

As I think I've already mentioned, it was one of the Seven Wonders of the Ancient World.

Ozymandias

I met a traveler from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read,
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed,
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings:
Look upon my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.

-Percy Bysshe Shelley
1792-1822

OK, Shelley wasn't writing about this place, but still, his words seem appropriate.