Category Archives: Nature

Floating, again.

Paragliding over the Blue Lagoon was incredible, but I need a better word to describe the feeling you get when you’re floating in a hot air balloon at 5am, watching the sunrise glow across fairy chimneys in Capadocia.

As my basketful of co-passengers silently stared in awe at our surroundings, the perfect soundtrack queued. I was honoured to hear a famous Canadian artist’s voice emerge from the balloon’s cockpit. Not Bieber, nor Shania. It was Celine. My Heart Will Go On. The pilot introduced himself as Leonardo DiCaprio and asked “where is my Rose?”

After an hour of floating, rising and falling, we landed precisely on a trailer that’s as wide as the basket and just a foot longer.  Then we partied! There was music, champagne, cake, and a group photo.

If you can’t decide which of the 28 hot air balloon agencies to use when you’re in Capadocia, Turkey, I highly recommend Atmosfer! They provide a perfectly orchestrated customer experience from pickup to party, and you’ll be back in bed at 7am, dreaming of fairy chimneys.

This adventure’s pics are on Flickr:
Amyleajacobs’ Capadocia Photos on Flickr

 

 

Floating this way and that.

I was ready to run off the cliff when a gust of wind pushed me backwards then picked me up! Suddenly I was flying, slowly soaring over Ölüdeniz and the Blue Lagoon. It felt like how I imaging riding a park bench in the sky feels like…

Paragliding is awesome.

 

 

Enlighten me.

I’ve seen many Buddhist temples over the last three weeks so when I learned we were going to another temple yesterday I thought “here we go again…” But yesterday’s guide (a local ex-monk of 10 years) took us to a secret temple, unknown to any tourist map. It wasn’t spectacular or ornate like the others; it was simple and purely serene. Built among trees and a waterfall, this Wat’s small cement building for “the old monk” was carved like a tree. Each of the three young monks had his own little 5×7′ hut with a small porch and matching terrace overlooking the city. Their orange umbrellas hung from the rooftops like trumpet flowers.

I learned a few new things at this temple, including how to sit and meditate like a monk (legs crossed right over left, hands resting flat right over left), and that Buddha statues are always men and may look like women because they’re designed to look beautiful. But the most interesting thing I learned is that (according to my Thai ex-monk guide), a Buddha, among other things, is a monk who has achieved enlightenment by realizing the truth about Trikaya. When a monk is a Buddha he can sense things, see his past lives and his future – for some this includes the day he will die. The last Thai Buddha died about 10 years ago. Three days before his death he announced he was going to die. People didn’t believe him, until he was found dead in his bed. Then he was cremated and the proof was in the pudding – his bones burned many colours.

Sunsets & beaches.

Ever look at the sunset and say “It’s almost a full moon tonight!?” No?  Really? Ok, probably not… my friend Andrea is special 😉