Map of ancient Troy.

We are made to feel welcome.

Another phony-baloney horse.

Mete explains all the excavations.

Holy moly.  This is really it.  Here's all the stuff Schliemann didn't cart off to Berlin back in the 1800's.

Exploring an ancient city.

Mete warns against getting too close to the walls.  Snakes live in the cracks, and Mete hates snakes.

What's left of the Topless Towers of Ilium.

All that farmland out there used to be ocean.  Now it's been filled by silt from rivers.  The water used to come right up to Troy.  And the Greeks sat right down THERE conducting their seige, and building a Trojan horse.

The Aegean is off in the distance.

But it used to be a lot closer.

Right there, in fact.  The shore was about where that farm road is now.

But some marble proof of Troy's existence still remains.

Ceiling tiles.

Ancient foundations.

An ancient road to the sea.

Trojan ruins.

More Trojan ruins.

More ancient road.

Bill and ancient ruins.

Modern farms and ancient ruins.

Trojan wells.

More ancient Troy.

A Trojan theater.

Trojan marble columns.

A Trojan horse to accommodate all the tourists who want to take pictures of a Trojan horse.

How silly.  Who in his right mind would pose in a phony-baloney Trojan horse?

Um.  Well, that appears to be me in the window.

Yep, that's me all right.

Well, as phony-baloney Trojan horses go, this one was pretty nice.

Still, it's about time to get out of here.

Let's make a quick pit stop.  The cost to pee is only about five hundred thousand lira.

And let's say goodbye to the horse.  On to the next tourist site.