I stepped out of the store to look around, but I noticed that it was only me and the man inside who were there in The Love Valley, all the rest of the Chinese tourists has left along with their big van. Feeling like a captive, I muster the courage to inquire from the man inside if taxi cabs passes by that area of Cappadocia. He says never. He relayed in broken English that taxis that goes to the Love Valley are at all times with a passenger who rented the cab to be driven around the sites of Cappadocia the whole day.
the lovely love valley
this suddenly became the tastiest tea ever!
unleashing the power of the selfie stick
With teary eyes, I asked the man if there would be a possibility to call a cab and ask its cab driver to pick me up in The Love Valley. Without any response, the man then stepped inside the inner confines of his store (for authorized personnel only area I suppose) and when he reappeared, a calling card of a taxi was in his hands. He then pulled out his mobile phone from his pocket and started pressing the numbers.
When the man ended his conversation in his mobile phone, he told me that a taxi would arrive in about 30 minutes to pick me up and drive me to my hotel. He then told me that the whole taxi fare was worth 30 liras. I instantly agreed with the price. I was actually willing to pay more than that! Hahaha!
The man then told me to sit, sip my tea and patiently wait for the driver. I instead, walked out and started to see again the beauty and magnificence of The Love Valley. I took another set of selfies of me with the valley and walked again inside the shop. I was so happy I wanted to buy all the merchandise inside the store. I could not control my happy feelings, I told the man that he is such an angel!
While waiting for my cab without any tourist or buyer around, the man and I got to converse. I learned that his name is Darius, he is a Christian, living by himself in Turkey and hailed from the Muslim country of Iran. He talked about how he misses his family back in Iran and even relayed how difficult it was to be a Christian there. And when the taxi cab arrived, I could not control myself but to give Darius a big warm hug! I whispered to his ear… “You take care and may God bless the people like you” before finally bidding goodbye.
While the cab was moving away from The Love Valley, I was humming Madonna’s 80s song entitled Angel. And when I was near my hotel only then did I realize that indeed an angel can appear in unexpected ways. And when I entered my hotel, I looked for the owner and thanked him for not letting me book the Red Tour option. He asked me why but I refused to answer. I gave him a nice smile and told him I need to get to my room to take some nap.
Yu mast be an eingel… Ay ken si it in yor ays…
Nengkoy 