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Painted Scylla Statues Found in Turkey

Excavations in ancient Laodicea have revealed a rare collection of painted Scylla statues.

Laodicea was an Ancient Greek city on the river Lycus, located in the present-day Denizli Province, Turkey.

The city was founded between 261-253 BC by Antiochus II Theos, king of the Seleucid Empire, in honour of his wife Laodice. Over the next century, Laodicea emerged as a major trading centre and was one of the most important commercial cities of Asia Minor.

After the Battle of Magnesia during the Roman–Seleucid War (192–188 BC), control of large parts of western Asia Minor, including Laodicea, was transferred to the Kingdom of Pergamon. However, the entire Kingdom of Pergamon would eventually be annexed by the expanding Roman Republic in 129 BC.

The many surviving buildings of Laodicea include the stadium, bathhouses, temples, a gymnasium, two theatres, and the bouleuterion (Senate House).

Recent excavations led by Prof. Dr. Celal Şimşek from Pamukkale University have revealed a rare collection of painted Scylla statues during restoration works of the stage building in the Western Theatre.

In Greek mythology, Scylla is a man-eating monster who lives on one side of a narrow strait, opposite her counterpart, the sea-swallowing monster Charybdis. The two sides of the strait are so close (within an arrow’s range), that sailors trying to avoid Charybdis’s whirlpools would dangerously come into range of Scylla.

Scylla is first mentioned in Homer’s Odyssey, where Odysseus and his crew encounter both Scylla and Charybdis during their voyage back to Ithica following the conclusion of the Trojan War.

In a press statement by Nuri Ersoy, Minister of Culture and Tourism: “These extraordinary sculptures are quite important in terms of being rare works that reflect the baroque style of the Hellenistic Period and have survived to the present day with their original paints.”

The archaeologists suggest that the sculptures were made by sculptors in Rhodes during the early 2nd century BC and are the oldest known examples from antiquity.

[sylvinuk-turkey]

Today was almost like three days in one.

This morning we woke up at 4am for a 4:30a pickup by a van. We were the second of four groups to be picked up. First was a woman who spoke Italian and the other two groups spoke Spanish… so between myself and Gokay we ended up being the translators… which my brain was not ready for that early in the morning.

At first it felt like we arrived late, the sky was getting brighter, many vans had passed us earlier, and some balloons were already in the sky. In the end I think we had perfect timing, there were already balloons in the air we could take pictures of, and some behind us too, so we could see balloons on all sides. Also we got the moon with the sunrise, can you see it in the next picture?

They gave us small food bags which included juice, water, packaged chocolate croissant, and a chocolate bar… Breakfast of champions! Which I wasn’t really hungry for, Gokay went for it though.

Next they helped us into the rectangular basket. 4 square standing areas on either side of a thin rectangle for the two captains. It was 2-4 people per square, ours was the Italian woman, Gokay and myself. Although, it was both Gokay’s and my first balloon ride, it was the most incredible hour+! The view, going up and over a cliff, the other balloons, and the smooth landing. Who cares that we woke up so early! Lol

We came back to the hotel around 7a! Lol so back to bed. Breakfast at the hotel ends at 10 so we set a 9:45a alarm and went up for breakfast. After that we showered and finished packing our bags since we had to be out of the room by noon.

Once we were ready, we walked to downtown Urgup and caught a “bus” (basically a dolmush van) to Avanos. This is the same town the ceramic place was, we wanted to try going to the local museum when it was open, since it wasn’t open on Monday.

The museum was a house built in 1906ish and the owner died. It passed through a couple different businesses and government hands and then ended up as part of the local university as a museum that the students could run. The house is mostly original, and the stuff in the rooms give a sense of what life was like in the region, everything from arts to cooking to bedrooms. The student guide could only speak Turkish, so Gokay did an amazing job translating for me (I’m assuming 😜).

Next, our guide told us about a steakhouse in Goreme for a late lunch. We took another van bus there, but got stopped by police for a security check, everyone had to show proof that they could be in the country. Once they checked everyone we were free to go, but they did take one person off the bus.

Lunch at the steakhouse was incredible! I know it sounds very American, but due to us knowing the guide the chef came out and helped us order. We had appetizers, salad, a bone marrow dish (yum!) and 2 types of steak. We fed some of the meat to a cute cat that hangs out at the restaurant, we asked the waiter first if it was ok. We finished our meal with an incredible baklava and tea.

Next we had to meet a friend of Gokay’s mom in Uchisar, she was the one who made the taxi and balloon ride possible. This time it was easier to just take a quick taxi ride. Turns out she owns an amazing hotel (it was going to be their retirement home but then Covid happened). It has an incredible view and the day was so perfect and clear that we could see the volcano.

Since we were in Uchisar, we figured we might as well go in the “castle” which is the highest point in Cappadocia. We’ve taken many pictures of it in the last couple days, but from afar. So we went in and climbed to the top. Just breathtaking views with more carved out caves.

We headed back to our hotel for a little bit of a break, and then we met up with our guide again. He had offered to take us to the bus station in Nevşehir for our 11:30p overnight bus to Pamukkale. So we offered to pay for dinner beforehand. He again recommended a lovely place, Cafe Antre, which one of his students runs with their sister. The sister makes manti and yaglama. The second was a new dish for all three of us. It’s basically lacmacun, layered like lasagna noodles. You pour yogurt on the top layer and then wrap that layer around your fork… like spaghetti. Then you repeat for each layer. Soooo yummy, and also fun to eat.

We went to MiGROS again (the grocery store) to pick up some snacks for our bus trip. Not sure I’ll need food since I’m so tired I’m sure I will sleep the whole bus ride! Then our guide drove us to the bus station.

We waited a little… and a little more… my picture is us stuck in the parking lot waiting and the moon rising… it was beautiful but we were cranky. The bus was 30 min late, but we got on it… and it will supposedly arrive around 9a tomorrow. We are still up at 2a… and have made multiple stops.

Our guide gave us some recommendations on how to go through the pammukule sites tomorrow so we are very prepared… but we might be asleep…

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A 2,200-year-old amphitheater in one of the largest ancient marble cities in the world, Stratonikeia, located in nowadays Muğla in Turkey's southwest, will be restored and brought back to life.

Professor Bilal Söğüt, head of the excavations in Stratonikeia and an academic at Pamukkale University's Archaeology Department, told Anadolu Agency Wednesday that the city was heavily damaged by earthquakes in various periods throughout history and the amphitheater was one of the most damaged parts.

"The restoration of the amphitheater will be carried out gradually with utmost attention," Söğüt said, adding that the historical cite became one of the most grandiose structures 2,000 years ago with its three-story stage building and monumental structure.

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Stash of more than 600 Roman-era silver coins discovered in Turkey

Archaeologists in Turkey have unearthed a hoard of Roman-era silver coins in a jug buried near a stream.

The 651 coins are about 2,100 years old, but despite their age, the text and imagery engraved on them is still legible, said Elif Özer, an archaeologist at Pamukkale University in Turkey who helped excavate the coin jug in Aizanoi, an ancient Greek city in Turkey's western Kütahya province.

"It was an extremely exciting discovery," Özer told Live Science in an email. It's likely that "a high-ranking soldier came to Aizanoi ... and he must have buried these coins here for a reason we do not know yet."

Archaeologists found the jug buried on the banks of a stream in Aizanoi in September 2019. After examining the cash hoard, they identified 439 pieces as denarii, or ancient Roman coins minted on silver, and 212 as cistophori, silver coins from Pergamum, an ancient Greek city located in modern-day northwestern Turkey. Read more.

[kayteewritessteve]

Your ‘One’.

Description: You arrive back in New York after 4 years abroad, to attend your older brother, thee Tony Stark’s, birthday party. And just when you’d given up on ever finding your soulmate, he finally comes along.

Masterlist HERE.

Word Count: 7,710 ish.

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader.

Rating: G.

Warnings: A couple swear words. And a few cheesy lines.

Requested: Yes, by the lovely, @ghostofthebarricade ! Who asked for a Steve Rogers x Reader Soulmate AU, with the first words tattooed on their skin, and the reader being Tony‘s little sister. So here is it, I didn’t stick entirely to what you’d asked for, as I seem to be just horrible at doing that. But I truly hope you like it nonetheless! And I can’t wait to hear what you think!!! ♥️♥️♥️

A/N: I sadly don’t own any of these characters. And no beta reader either, so I do proudly own all the errors and this story, so there’s that.

2 posts in one day. Dang, I’m on a roll!

28 years. That’s how long you’ve been alive, how long you’ve been on this planet, and how long you’ve spent staring at these damn words just below your left clavicle. Always wondering when you’d finally hear them aloud, hear the voice that would speak them. Curious what the owner of that voice would look like, sound like, smell like, just be like. What their job would be, their family life, their hobbies and interests. Their whole personality.

Would they like animals just as much as you?—Who are you kidding, of course they would, they are your soulmate. Your other half in every way. The person you are meant to love unconditionally, the one you’d build a life with, and possibly have kids with, one day, maybe. The one you were going to grow old beside, hand in hand, and happily in love.

And yet, where was this person? 28 years you’d spent looking for them. Searching the world for the one whose soul matched yours, completed yours. Feeling like your life was paused, on hold if you will, until you finally found them. Until they stepped into your life for the very first time. Because basically everything up to that magical moment was just life filler. It was just passing the time, as your life couldn’t truly begin without them.

But the more that time ticked on, the more disgruntled you became. Maybe you didn’t actually have a soulmate? Maybe you were an anomaly. Maybe you just weren’t good enough for a soulmate. Maybe in a past life you’d done something to piss off the God’s and as punishment for that, you’d have to go a lifetime without a soulmate. Without someone to love you on the deepest, most spiritual level. Someone who would accept you for exactly as you are. And not only that, but they’d love you for it as well.

You had watched every person you knew growing up find their ‘one.’ And yet, you were still entirely alone. God, even your brother had found his soulmate already. Something you genuinely never thought possible. He was a playboy. A reckless party animal—Which, don’t get me wrong, that isn’t necessarily a bad thing, but still, you’d done everything right. You’d kept your virtue intact. Steered clear of trouble, as best you could. Gotten good grades in school. Gone to university. You’d tried to make something of yourself, so that when the time finally came, and you did meet the one, you’d be ready. You’d have your own accomplishments to show them. Things that they could be proud of you for.

But yet, still nothing. No soulmate in sight.

You believed wholeheartedly that you’d meet them in university, you swore up and down that you would. And you’d dreamt about that special moment often. Dreamt about meeting them on campus on the first day. Or at the library when you were trying to find a specific book. Or maybe somewhere in town, when you were looking for a coffee house or cafe. So many different scenarios ran through your head, constantly, but every single daydream had one thing in common. You being lost, somehow, somewhere.

“Ma’am, are you alright? Are you lost?”

You grazed the fingertips of your right hand over the fabric of your shirt, in the place where it currently covered the black cursive writing, just below your left clavicle, and sighed. Maybe this would be the year?

With a deep inhale you glanced out of the cab window and watched as you passed the massive skyscrapers. New York. The city you were born in, the one you grew up in, and the one you’d left behind in your search for your soulmate.

See, because you’d been so adamant that you’d meet your soulmate in university, when graduation day finally came around, you refused to think about it. Refused to give up hope. But then 2 weeks after uni ended, and you had to begin the mad job hunt, you had to finally acknowledge that you’d been wrong on that original idea. 100%. You would not, and did not, meet your soulmate in university.

And then as that vivid realization smashed through you, something in you sort of just, snapped. Something in you went off the deep end and you decided you needed a change. Needed something new. Something more. So you planned it out, and then sat your brother down and told him all about it.

You had decided to travel, to explore the world before you had to settle down and live the 9 to 5 life. You wanted adventure. You wanted experiences. You wanted to attempt to not only find yourself along the way, but maybe also find your soulmate.

So even though you did plan most of your trip to a T, you left a bunch of open time blocks. You left yourself multiple chances to just get lost. Entirely and completely.

Because the only way to truly find your other half, was to first lose yourself. At least that’s what the words on your left clavicle were telling you.

But then 4 years later, nothing. Still freaking nothing.

You’d damn near seen the whole freaking world in those 4 years. You’d been more places then you could count. You’d seen, experienced and lived so many amazing things.

You had red sand boarded in Vietnam. Bathed in the thermal pools of Pamukkale in Turkey. Smoked authentic Cuban cigars in Cuba—which didn’t go well, and ended in you damn near coughing up a lung, but you can at least say you’d done it. You’d learned to belly dance in Egypt. Got a selfie with a Quokka on Rottnest Island in Australia. Gone to Zao Fox Village in Japan. Gosh, the list goes on and on. Too many magical things to name.

But yet, the one thing you’d set out to do, you hadn’t accomplished. You’d actually failed miserably on it, to be exact. You hadn’t managed to find your ‘one.’

“So much for needing to get lost,” you mumble under your breath to yourself, just as the cab pulls up to a familiar tower. One that, even after 4 years away, still looks exactly the same. You glance up at the massive structure and catch sight of the giant Avengers ‘A’, instead of the original ‘Stark’—okay, so maybe it’s not entirely the same, but freaking close enough.

You pay the cabby, and then grab your backpack and hop out. Going to the trunk to grab your duffle bag and insanely large suitcase. And then, as the cab pulls away, you just stand there, on the busy sidewalk, staring up at the tower. Tourists, fan girls, lookie-loos, and paps all hanging around, probably hoping for a glimpse at the world famous heroes living within the towers walls. All shuffling around near you, stepping around you, or bumping into you.

But you just continue to stand there, looking up at the physical form of your families legacy. At the empire your family built, and still continue to build.

You always thought the next time you’d see this place, that you’d be hand in hand with your soulmate, bringing them here to meet your brother. But instead, you are just here to celebrate your brothers birthday. The first one you’ve been able to come home for, in years. What with college and then traveling always getting in the way.

You sigh deeply, putting on your backpack, slinging your duffle bag over your shoulder and then extending the pull handle of your suitcase, before making your way into the ridiculously large and sleek lined structure.

You venture up to the front desk, and wait for one of the two, busy receptionists to be done on the phone. You would normally have just gone right up to your brothers office, but since the tower has been changed into the Avengers new headquarters, you aren’t exactly sure where your brother, or his office, currently are.

Plus with your exceptional luck—note the sarcasm—you’d probably end up walking into Sam Wilson's bedroom, or Natasha Romanoff’s living room. And then you’d have to awkwardly explain who you are, and that you just had no idea where you were supposed to go. And it would be a whole thing, one you are not interested in partaking in. At all. So instead you’d just wait at the front desk, and then politely ask one of the ladies where the heck Tony Stark is, currently.

You glance around the busy lobby, a drone of voices, footsteps, and laughter echoing around the giant space. Everyone has a place to be, or people to see. Everyone moving with such purpose, such drive, as they head off to various places. Off to get coffee, or lunch with a coworker, or upstairs for a meeting, or to Central Park for a run. And yet here you are, lost both in mind and physical form. Unsure where to go next, unsure of what is to come next.

“Can I help you?” A sweet voice rings in your ear and you turn back to face the stunning receptionist. Of course she’d be beautiful, you’d be willing to bet hard earned cash that your brother hired her. Most likely mainly due to her looks alone.

“Ah, yeah,” you shake your head, stifling your giggles at your last thought. “I’m um, I’m just wondering where Tony is at the moment?”

She furrows her perfect brows, as she looks at her computer monitor, the sounds of her nails clicking on the keyboard keys at a rapid pace now in your ears. “Do you have an appointment with him?”

“I don’t, but he knows I’m coming,” you start, but the unconvinced look on her face has you adding. “He’s expecting me.”

“What’s your name?” She asks as she flicks her eyes to you.

“Y/N,” you say quickly, pulling out your real ID and showing it to her, “ah Y/N Stark. His little sister.”

She takes the ID, giving it a quick look over. “Oh!” She says, as her eyes widen instantly at the last name, just like everyone else’s eyes always do the second they hear or see it.

Your last name holds weight all over the world. So you try to avoid telling anyone it, as the last thing you want is people treating you differently, entirely because of your last name. Or God forbid kidnapping you for ransom or something insane like that. Your brother does deals with a lot of horrible people—or rather, he pisses off a lot of horrible people. And you’ve travelled through some less than desirable countries over the last 4 years. Using an alias that your brother insisted on making for you. Y/N Y/L/N, being that alias. You even had a fake ID and passport with that name on it as well.

You using a fake name was—as your brother had put it, the day you’d told him of your plans to travel the world—‘the only way he’d feel comfortable with you being out there, alone. It would be the only way he’d be able to sleep at night.’ But you still had to call him every few days to check in, or he’d have sent people out to find you. And not just any person, a superhero at that.

How embarrassing would that have been? To have someone like Bucky Barnes, show up at Machu Picchu in Peru to find you. You’re sure all the other tourists with you that day would have loved it, but you? Yeah, not so much.

“Here you are, Miss Stark,” she says, handing you back your ID along with a special all access pass. “Mr. Stark is on the 89th floor, and you take that elevator, just over there,” she says sweetly as she points to it. “I have informed him that you are on your way up.”

“Thank you so much,” you smile and nod once, then head for the elevators.

The ride up isn’t long and before you know it the doors are opening and you are pulling your massive suitcase into a large, empty hallway. Glancing up and down it, but there is no one in sight. No Tony in sight. Where the heck is he? He should be here, he knew you were coming up.

You breathe out deeply, then decide to just explore until you find him. It was one floor, how lost could you get?

Very lost, the answer to that was. Very. Lost.

Let me just say this now, this may only be one floor, but it is a freaking labyrinth of a floor. You aren’t sure how long you have just been taking random corners in the hopes of finding someone, anyone—But Tony, specifically.

You’d even take finding the dang elevator again right about now. Anything would be better than what you are currently doing, which is just aimlessly wandering around. And whenever you’d come upon the end of a hallway, you’d just ‘eeny meeny miny moe’ to pick which direction to take next.

Where the heck is your brother?! Gah, you are so going to die here, alone in a random hallway of the tower. In a place where no one will even find your body for months, because this place it just too stupidly big. Too ridiculously large. Why?! Why does it need to be so dang—

“Ma’am, are you alright? Are you lost?”

Was that in your head!? Ah, nope, no, it was not! You completely freeze at the deep voice, saying the exact words you’ve said to yourself over and over again. The words that have plagued your mind, left you daydreaming endlessly, and had you fantasizing about how they’d sound finally falling from the lips of your ‘one’. The words that had started to haunt you, more and more, as the years ticked by.

Wondering, worrying, hoping and praying that you’d actually get to hear them aloud one day, and hopefully soon. Curious as to how your soulmates voice would sound uttering them, and let’s just say, you were not disappointed by how his deep voice, said the words you've been dying to hear for as long as you can remember.

The cursive writing on your clavicle tingles and heats up, deliciously. And your right hand shoots up to gently trace the spot, the fabric of your shirt the only barrier between your fingers and his words. Your heart beats at an alarming rate in your chest now, as your mind completely fogs over.

You turn slowly, so damn slowly, on your heel and come face to face with stunning, deep blue eyes. You don’t even clue in at first who they belong to, you are just so entranced by them. But that doesn’t last long, your eyes finally scan over his whole form, and you instantly want to faint. Or puke. Or both, maybe?

Captain Steven Grant Rogers stands about 5 feet from you now, the only other person in the hallway with you. So you know it was his voice that spoke the words written on you. You know he is your soulmate. Your ‘one.’ There is no other possibility. This is it, the moment you’ve always waited for.

And holy hell! Is this for real?! Is this a prank your brother is pulling on you right now? You glance around the hallway, looking for your brother, so you can pummel him if it is. Your eyes land back on the ridiculously attractive super soldier and, seriously?! Are you being punked right now?! Because..

“This has got to be some sort of joke?” You mumble quietly to yourself, and then you abruptly slap a hand over your mouth, feeling mortified. Not even realizing that those would be the first words you’d ever say to your soulmate, because the guy has super serum hearing for crying out loud. So of course he had probably just heard your stupid, thoughtless mutterings.

Your eyes widen, you assume comically, as your hand still sits over your mouth. Oh God, those are the first words you’d ever say to him!? Oh crap! Those are the exact words he has written on him?! The words he has probably had written on him his whole dang life. Even back when he was small and sickly. Oh shit, oh no! This is not good, not good at all! The image of a little Steve Rogers reading those words for the first time plays in your mind, and that instantly just breaks your heart into a million pieces. This is just your damn luck!

But then you watch as Steve’s face drops, becoming depressingly forlorn and downcast, as his right hand rubs at a spot on his left pec, directly over his heart. And you instantly need to fix this, you need to make him happy again. You can’t stand seeing him upset, so you drop your hand from your mouth, taking a small step towards him on instinct, as you go to fix your horrible blunder.

“Oh gosh, oh no, I didn’t mean it like that. I’m so sorry, I meant more that I have ah,” you glance around the empty hallway, trying to figure out how to word this so he will understand. “You see, I’m not upset in anyway that it’s you. That you’re it for me. It’s just that I’ve searched this whole darn planet to find you, to then only learn that you’ve been right here in the tower, in my home city, all along.” You sigh deeply, looking down at your feet as you mumble, more to yourself, “it’s just all rather maddening, really.”

A deep chuckle rings out in the silent hall, the glorious sound causes you to snap your eyes up to look at Steve again. “I can imagine,” he smirks, and it’s the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen. More beautiful then both the Plitvice Lakes in Croatia, and Oia, Santorini in Greece, combined. You’d know, you’ve seen both first hand. You’ve gazed upon both. “I’ve searched for you for over a 100 years.”

“Even with knowing that the first words I’d ever say to you, would be asking if this was all a joke?” You chuckle anxiously, glancing down at your fidgeting hands.

“Yeah, Doll,” he chuckles, your heart skipping at the sound and the pet name that so effortlessly fell from his lips, you glance up to lock eyes with him again. “Even with knowing that. I was always so curious what you’d mean by that line. I mean, when I was younger, I assumed it would be referring to my size, my health,” he shakes his head, as if to banish the memories now playing in his head of that hard time in his life. “But after the serum, after waking up from the ice, I had no idea what your meaning behind those words could have been about. I honestly wasn’t sure if I’d even ever actually get to hear them, get to finally learn why you’d said those exact words. What with being frozen for 70 years and all,” he shrugs one large shoulder, sadly. “I feared that I’d missed you. Missed my chance at meeting you.”

“I’m so, so sorry, again. Not just for taking so long to finally find you, but also for those being the first words I’d ever say to you. The words on your skin all these years, I can’t even imagine all the horrible things your mind conjured up about them.” You sigh deeply, lowering your head and mumbling, “I just feel so bad about all of this.”

“Hey, hey,” he says quietly, sweetly, “don’t feel bad, sweetheart. You had no control over it, it was just the hand Fate dealt us both. But I don’t regret any of this, at all, I’m actually really happy to finally know the reason behind your first words to me. Let’s just say this is a huge weight lifted,” he chuckles. Then adds quietly, “for a bunch of different reasons.”

You nod, your eyes meeting his once again, and just seeing his sincere smile, causes a large one to form on your own lips.

“That’s better,” he whispers happily, and you assume he is talking about you smiling now. He sticks his hand out to you, “I’m Steve Rogers, by the way.” His other hand rubs the back of his neck, as he awkwardly adds, “but I guess you probably already knew that, hey?”

“I did,” you giggle, and take hold of his hand, shaking it firmly, “and I’m—“

“Y/N!” A familiar voice cuts you off, echoing through the empty hallway. You glance passed Steve to see your brother walking hastily towards you. “There you are, Kiddo. I’ve been looking everywhere for you.”

“Tone’s,” you say quickly, reluctantly pulling your hand from Steves so you can hug your brother. “It’s so good to see you! Happy Birthday!” You say as you both embrace each other for the first time in years. You pull away from him, “damn, you got old!” Then you abruptly burst out laughing at the dramatic gasp, accompanied by the now indignant look on his face.

“You take that back!” He playfully scolds, “and I don’t get old, I get better with time. Like a fine wine, or an expensive bourbon.”

“Or like cheese?” You snort.

He narrows his eyes at you, but ignores your comment. “I see you’ve met Capsical,” he says as he turns to the man, patting him on the shoulder. The aforementioned who is now just awkwardly standing there, clearly unsure what to do here. Whether to leave you both to your moment, or stay and wait for it to be over.

“Yeah,” you nod, smirking up at Steve. “We were just in the middle of that.”

“Oh, then let me take over,” Tony says excitedly, gesturing to you, “Steve, this is my little sister, Y/N.” And you almost burst out laughing as Steve’s eyes widen comically, upon learning exactly who you are. Tony then gestures to Steve, “Y/N, this is Steve Rogers. Also known as Capsical.” Your brother loops his arm with yours, “alright, now that that’s over with, let’s go Y/N. I’ll show you around quickly and then take you to your room. We don’t have a lot of time before my partaaaaaay!” He says loudly with a flourish, as he begins to hastily pull you down the hall, and away from your soulmate. From Steve.

“Oh,” you say as you quickly try to keep up so you don’t fall flat on your face. “Ah, okay.” You look over your shoulder, saying loudly, “it was amazing to meet you Steve, I’ll see you later, yeah?”

He chuckles and shakes his head, probably at your brothers ridiculous antics. “Yeah, Y/N. You’ll see me later, promise.” You hear him say just as Tony pulls you around a corner and you lose sight of Steve entirely. You sigh, and turn your head back to face forward so you can watch where you’re walking.

After a moment, Tony pipes up. “So you and Capsical seemed to have hit it off pretty well,” he side eyes you. “You know he still hadn’t found his soulmate yet either, hey?”

You nod and shrug, “I gathered as much.” You could have told your brother right then and there, but you’d barely gotten to talk to Steve yet, much less feel comfortable going around advertising that he was your soulmate. Telling people, your brother included, was something you and Steve should discuss first, together. Something you both should sound off on, this wasn’t just your news to spill. It was both of yours.

Tony nods, “most people believe Peggy was his soulmate, there is even a small write up about it at the Smithsonian exhibit. They asked us all for comments on it, but Steve wasn’t interested in divulging whether or not she actually was. He wanted to keep her personal privacy, and his own, intact.”

“Understandable,” you nod. “I’d have probably not told them either. That exhibit is ridiculous, I can’t even imagine how it makes Steve feel having all these people, these strangers, gawking at his life like he’s some sort of circus attraction. He deserves a little privacy in his life, and a few of his life secrets staying just that, secrets.”

“Could you imagine if they made an exhibit about my life?” Tony chuckles, then promptly shutters.

You laugh, “oh God, let’s just hope they never do! The things they’d dig up about you, and me most likely as well. I’d never forgive you for that!” You say playfully, laughing a little more.

“Like your 8th grade school photo?” He raises an eyebrow, a stupid smirk on his face.

You shutter at the memory of that day, you’d attempted to cut your own bangs the night before your school photo day. And it had not gone well. At all. You’d cut them while your hair was still wet, and ended up with bangs only covering half your forehead. It wasn’t a good look for you. Not at all. “Thanks for the reminder, now I will do everything in my power to make sure they never make an exhibit for you. Solely just to ensure that those photos never see the light of day, ever again.”

He laughs loudly beside you, and then you both continue to just catch up, as he gives you a tour of the new layout of the tower. You telling him about all of your adventures and him telling you about his, and even though you always love being around your brother. Your mind is completely fixated on other things. Or one thing, actually. That being a ridiculously handsome and large, blonde super soldier, one who just so happens to be your soulmate. And then all you can think is that you can not wait to see him tonight at Tony’s party.

You give yourself one more final look over in the mirror in your room, hoping a certain tall blonde Captain likes the dress you’ve chosen to wear. You really, truly hoped he does. After Tony gave you the ‘tower tour-lite,’ as he’d called it, since you didn’t have much time for a full tour before you had to start getting ready for the party. He’d brought you to this guest room, and then he’d headed off to get ready himself. Leaving you to shower, do your hair and makeup, and then paint yourself into your form fitting dress.

You nod to your reflection, pleased with how everything turned out and then you gather up all the fabric to your floor length, white satin gown and head for the door. The gown was new, you’d only just bought it a few days ago, as you didn’t actually own anything that would have worked for the party’s all white theme.

It was an absolutely stunning dress though, you’d fallen in love with it even before you’d tried it on. And you secretly want to just live in it, no really, you actually do. Like go about your day to day life just wearing it, go grocery shopping in it, do the dishes in it, stroll through the park in it. Basically you just never wanted to take it off, that was what you were getting at here.

The dress had a deep plunge in the front and left the upper half of your back exposed. Showing a tasteful amount of skin, but covering all the important bits. As was your style to a T, plus this was your older brothers birthday celebration, and you refused to walk in there scantily clad and looking like a dang hussy.

Plus your soulmate would be there, ya know, the one you just met and now desperately wanted to look good for. But better than good, you wanted to knock his dang socks off with just one look at you. You really wanted him to like that way you looked, I mean, you knew he would even if you were wearing a dang black garbage bag. But you know that feeling of wanting the person you’re interested in to love how you looked all done up. It was a total confidence boost if they did, even if the time leading up to them finally seeing you, was thee most nerve wracking experience ever. It would all be totally worth it though, if their breath hitched at just the mere sight of you.

That’s what you were aiming for here, leaving Steve completely and utterly wide eyed and speechless. Gosh, you really want him to be. More than anything you’ve ever wanted before in your life. Hands down.

You enter out into the hall and head towards the elevator. Once it arrives, it quickly whisks you down to the party floor and as the doors open, you come face to face with a giant room full of people, all dressed in white. Music plays throughout the room, as waiters shuffle about with trays of champagne and different hors d'oeuvre. There are three bars, that you can see, scattered throughout the giant open space.

Your eyes scan the room, as you rise slightly on your tiptoes, trying to see over everyone. Your eyes searching for one person, and one person only. And plot twist, it’s not the birthday boy you’re looking for currently. You begin to walk into the crowd, still searching for Steve as you go.

But just as you believe you’d finally located him, off near the other side of the ballroom, his back to you as he talks to a few people, an arm loops with yours before you can even take a step towards him.

“Finally you’re here, and we can really get this party started!” Your brothers excited voice sounds in your ear and you glance to your right to see his big, joyful smile. Which in turn causes you to smile widely at him, you’d truly missed him during your travels. You both weren’t too close as kids, just due to the age difference and the fact that when your parents died, Tony had to take on their role and basically raise you. But as you grew older, the bond grew as well, morphing from parental to brotherly. So now you both were like actual siblings, ya know, since his maturity level was basically stuck as a 20 something year old. You giggle at that thought.

“Happy Birthday, Tone’s!” You say happily as you kiss his cheek. “You having a good time so far?”

“Much better now that you’re here,” he says then he abruptly turns on his heel and drags you in the opposite direction of Steve. Which makes your heart drop a little. You just want to see him up close so bad, see how he looks in a suit. Especially an all white one. Oh gosh, now that image is stuck in your mind. And you might actually drool on yourself because of it. You are willing to bet he looks exceptional in a suit. Oh, now you just so badly want to know if that last thought is true or not. “Let’s get a few drinks into you, so you can get on my level!”

You chuckle again, shaking your head and deciding to just focus on Tony for right now. It is his birthday party after all. Plus, you honestly want to have a drink, or 5, just to calm your insane nerves. “That is, hands down, the greatest idea you’ve ever had,” you say playfully as you smirk at him.

“What, robots not good enough for you?” He scoffs.

“Not when they try to take over the world and attempt to kill you, along with all the other avengers,” you narrow your eyes at him.

“Okay, that was a poor example,” he sighs, and at least he has the decency to look slightly ashamed with himself.

“Yeah, you probably should have led with ‘badassium’,” you laugh. “At least that one saved your life. Instead of trying to end it.”

He chuckles as you both reach the bar, “Fury was not pleased when I wanted to patent it as that. Said I’d encounter ‘several bureaucratic obstacles.’” He shrugs, a cheeky grin on his lips, “I don’t see any problems with the name I gave it.”

“Of course you don’t,” you roll your eyes fondly, then give the bartender your drink order and as you wait, you glance around the room, your eyes involuntarily scanning for the tall blonde Captain again.

“Who you looking so intently for, Kiddo?” Tony questions, glancing around the room as well. As if there’d be neon lights pointing to the person you were trying to find.

“No one,” you shrug, looking at him. “Was just checking everything out. Pepper set this all up, I take it?”

“She did,” he nods, “I’m going to ignore how offensive it is that you’d assume I had no hand in planning any of this,” he playfully glares at you. “Because I know you’re lying and just trying to distract me from noticing by triggering me. But I will have you know, this party sucks in comparison to the ones I usually plan,” he says smugly. “So spill it, Kid, who are you searching for?”

“Drop it, or I’ll inform Pepper that you said her party planning sucks,” you smirk.

Tony’s face visibly pales, “you wouldn’t.”

“Try me,” you give him the best poker face you can muster up.

“Fine,” he sighs, “I’ll drop it. For now. But I’m gonna find out who you’re looking for, mark my words.”

You giggle, patting him on the shoulder patronizingly, “good luck with that, Tone’s.” You pick up your drink off the bar top, the bartender having just placed it there. “Please don’t do anything too strenuous to figure this out, though. We wouldn’t want you breaking a hip at your own birthday party, now would we?” You laugh boisterously as you quickly walk, dang near run, away from Tony as fast as you can. And even with ridiculously high, heels on, you aren’t letting anything hinder your hasty escape.

Though you aren’t fast enough as you manage to catch Tony gasping loudly and then yelling, “you’ll pay for that one, Kid!”

“I look forward to it!” You yell back over your shoulder at him. And then slip into the crowd, making your way towards the place you’d last seen Steve. Which honestly wasn’t your brightest idea, as Tony would probably be keeping an eye on you now, trying to figure out who you were looking for.

But honestly, you really just didn’t care if he figured it out or not. He’d obviously learn who Steve was to you soon enough. Really, you just didn’t tell him because you liked messing with him whenever you could, as much as you could. However once you've had a chance to actually talk to Steve, Tony will be the first person you tell the news to. He was your only family after all. The only person in the world you loved more then yourself. Well, for now at least. Until you truly got to know Steve Rogers, then he’d join that very short list in your heart.

Your eyes scan the room once more, landing on broad shoulders and a muscular back, wrapped deliciously in a tight fitting white suit jacket. If that wasn’t a dead give away that you’d found who you’d been looking for, then the iconic blonde hair would have been. Your eyes travel the length of him, and even though his back is facing you, you have to suppress a delightful shutter. But you can’t stop yourself from biting your lip.

A movement in front of him causes your eyes to flick to it, see Bucky Barnes looking directly at you. The smirk on his lips leads you to believe he’d seen you shamelessly checking his best friend out. Though turns out, from the heat that is currently rising in your cheeks, it wasn’t actually shamelessly. The fact that someone had caught you is rather embarrassing, actually. And then you see Bucky lean forward slightly, whispering something to Steve, before he nods his head in your direction.

Steve turns slightly to glance over his shoulder, looking slightly confused as he looks around but then his eyes land on you. And instantly his they widen, and his mouth drops open slightly as he gives you a very thorough once over. His eyes completely drinking you in as if you are the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. The eighth wonder of his world.

And bam, got him, you think. An involuntary grin forms on your lips at that thought. This was the exact reaction you’d been hoping for, this was exactly why you’d spent a ridiculous amount of time on getting ready. It had all paid off though, it had been entirely worth it for this one moment.

You walk right up to him, stopping a foot away and smiling up at him, “hey, you.”

“Uh hi,” he whispers breathlessly, his eyes slipping down to take you in once again. But then he abruptly snaps his eyes up to yours and shakes his head. As if to chide himself for openly looking, or to clear his mind of wherever it just travelled to. You can’t really be too sure which it is, but you secretly hope it’s the latter. “You uh, you look absolutely stunning, Y/N.”

“Thank you,” you say, your hand instinctively comes up to smooth out his lapel, as if you’d done this hundreds of times before. “You look very handsome in this suit, Steve,” your eyes lock with his, as his hand comes up to cover yours, still resting on his chest. But then someone clearing their throat loudly nearby has your eyes flicking in that direction.

Your sight lands on Bucky, smiling at you both, “you gunna introduce me to your lady, Punk?”

Steve sighs, shaking his head, though the fond smile on his lips tells you he is entirely used to this from Bucky. And that his friends forwardness doesn’t actually bother him anymore. You glance at Bucky, then at Steve, and the smile on his lips now looks unsure, nervous even.

His hand lowers both of yours off his chest, but he doesn’t let it go of it as he leans forward slightly, whispering, “Bucky sort of pried it out of me. Ya know, that we met in the hallway earlier, and that you're my uh, my soulmate.” He rubs the back of his neck with the hand not currently holding yours, “I really hope you don’t mind.”

“I don’t mind at all,” you smile reassuringly at him. “Though I haven’t actually told Tony yet, so let’s just not tell him that Bucky knew before him, okay?” You giggle. “He’d never let me live that down.”

“Deal,” Steve chuckles, nodding his head. He turns, still holding your hand in his and then lightly pulls you towards his best pal.

“Buck, this is Y/N,” he glances down at you, lovingly. Which makes your heart skip a beat. “My soulmate.”

“So nice to finally meet you, Doll,” he says and then two arms wrap around you, lifting you up and gently pulling you away from Steve, “and it’s about damn time you finally showed up!”

You giggle as you just dangle there, in the air, wrapped in a giant, super soldier bear hug. “You too, and it’s really great to finally be here,” you say as you glance over your shoulder at Steve.

“Alright Buck, put her down,” Steve chuckles, and Bucky listens, placing you down, gently.

You quickly check that all your important bits are still covered, and once you see that they are, you quickly smooth out your dress and glance around. Noticing that the commotion has now drawn the attention of everyone around you, their eyes all locked on the three of you. You step back so you are next to Steve once again, feeling slightly anxious to have all these eyes on you now.

“Don’t worry, they will get distracted by something else shortly,” Steve whispers down to you, as if he’d just read your mind.

You look up at him and nod, “I guess I’ll just have to get used to all the eyes on me again. No one really knew who I was the last 4 years, so I got sort of used to the anonymity.”

“It’s really not so bad anymore,” Steve shrugs, “most New Yorkers are used to us now, so they don’t really react when they see us around. It’s mainly just the tourists you have to watch out for,” he chuckles.

“Yeah, they can be a little,” Bucky starts, scrunching up his face, “handsy, at times.”

You giggle, picturing the insanely large Winter Soldier running away scared from a large mob of enthusiastic tourists. Yet the guy storms Hydra facilities without so much as a second thought. “That sounds truly awful,” you gasp, feigning shock and outrage. “How do you ever manage!?”

Bucky sighs deeply, grumbling out, “yup, your the Punks other half alright.”

You and Steve laugh, as he wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you closer to his side. Clearly unfazed about the people around you seeing this, and the look in his eyes give you the distinct impression that he’d happily shout from the rooftops that you are his soulmate. But you can’t judge, as you’d probably be right beside him, yelling from the rooftops as well.

“That she is,” he says proudly, smiling down at you. “Would you like to dance, Doll?”

“Oh no,” you shake your head adamantly, “nope, no. I don’t dance. I have two left feet.”

He shrugs, “so do I. But we can be horrible together.”

“Okay, if you insist,” you sigh, nodding. “But when I step on your toes, just remember you asked for it.”

“I’ve taken worse for less gratifying reasons,” he shrugs. “Getting to finally dance with you will be entirely worth it. Plus, I heal quickly,” he laughs and pulls you towards the dance floor.

“Well thank goodness for that,” you sigh, knowing his toes are going to take a beating.

You both reach the dance floor and Steve takes one of your hands in his, as his other slides around to your lower back. Your free hand ending up on his shoulder and then he begins to lead you both. And surprisingly, you manage to not only keep up, but you haven’t stepped on him once.

You both just look at each other for a moment, neither one speaking a word. But then Steve smirks, “I thought you said you had two left feet?”

“I did. But I guess I just needed the right partner.” You raise a brow at him, “though I distinctly remember you saying you did as well. So much for being horrible, together,” you sigh playfully.

“We should have known,” he baits, shaking his head.

You bite, taking the bait. “Known what?”

“That we’d be perfect together,” he says through a giant goofy, lopsided grin.

And you can’t help it, honestly you can’t, you burst out laughing at this big beautiful, cheesy man in front of you. “That was so bad,” you scold playfully as you laugh a little more.

And all you can think in this moment is, you’d finally found him, and you couldn’t have been more happy with the man Fate had chosen for you. The man that completed you, that was made just for you. The same one you’d get to love unconditionally, and who’d love you just as much in return. The very one you’d get to build your life with, possibly have kids with, and grow old beside, hand in hand, and happily in love.

Steve was it, he was Your ‘One’. And he was entirely worth the wait.

Bonus scene.

You and Steve finish your dance and he leads you off the dance floor, back towards Bucky. You glance up and notice that Bucky isn’t alone anymore, he is now surrounded by all the other Avengers.

Your brother included. And oh shoot, here we go. You glance up at Steve, seeing he is already looking at you, “should we just tell them all now, rip it off like a bandaid?”

He chuckles, “probably best.”

As soon as you both get to the group you go to open your mouth, but Tony beats you to it. “I figured it out,” he says triumphantly. “I told you I would.”

“Figured what out, Tone’s?” You play dumb, raising a questioning brow at him.

“I know,” he nods towards Steve, grinning like the cat that got the canary. “I figured it out all on my own,” he says proudly.

Pepper sighs and rolls her eyes, “he had Friday playback the hallway footage of you two meeting earlier.”

“Pepper!” Tony gasps. “She wasn’t supposed to know about that!”

“All on your own, hey?” You laugh loudly.

“Fine, fine, so I had a little help,” he mumbles, waving it off. “But I’d just like to point out that I actually created Friday, so technically I didn’t have any outside help. I just smartly used my own tech to my advantage,” he grins smugly but then his smile turns softer, “but congratulations, Kid. You couldn’t have ended up with a better guy.”

You detach from Steve and step forward towards Tony, you both share a loving hug, “thank you so much, for everything, Tony.”

You pull away and he just holds your shoulders, slowly looking you over, “I’m so happy for you, Y/N, you deserve nothing but the best.” He glances passed you to Steve, “both of you.” He looks back to you, “and from the looks of it, you both got just that.”

You just nod, staying silent for fear your voice will crack, as you feel the tears welling up in your eyes. So you blink quickly to eradicate them before they can fall.

“Uh,” Sam starts, looking around at the others, “anyone else super lost right now?”

Clint raises his hand, “I am.”

“I’m not,” Bucky says smugly, winking at Sam just to rub it in a little more.

Thor leans down to whisper to Nat, and you’re instantly positive that he doesn’t actually know how to whisper, as you can clearly hear him. “Uh, who is Y/N?” He asks, not unkindly though.

“Tony’s kid sister,” she quickly whispers back, waving him away but keeping her eyes locked between you and Steve. The smirk on her lips tells you she already knows exactly where this is going and doesn’t want to miss a single word.

Steve chuckles, shaking his head and looks to you, a question in his eyes. You smile and nod, telling him it’s okay and to go ahead, as you quickly move to stand beside him.

He quickly takes your hand and gives it a squeeze. “Everyone, this is Y/N. For those of you who don’t know, she is Tony’s little sister,” he looks down at you, so many happy emotions swimming in his eyes, and your positive yours match his currently. “And my soulmate.”

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[sciencespies]

Trove of 650 Coins Bearing Likenesses of Caesar, Mark Antony Found in Turkey

https://sciencespies.com/history/trove-of-650-coins-bearing-likenesses-of-caesar-mark-antony-found-in-turkey/

Trove of 650 Coins Bearing Likenesses of Caesar, Mark Antony Found in Turkey

Archaeologists in the ancient Turkish city of Aizanoi have discovered a cache of 651 Roman coins in a vessel buried near a stream, reports Muharrem Cin for the state-run Anadolu Agency.

“The jug was aimed to be kept [in place] by three terracotta plates covering it,” lead archaeologist Elif Özer of Pamukkale University tells the Hurriyet Daily News, adding that that the coins were likely buried during Emperor Augustus’ reign (27 B.C.—14 A.D.).

Per a statement, the scholars concluded that 439 of the coins were denarii, a type of silver coin first introduced in the third century B.C., while 212 were cistophori, or silver coins from Pergamum, an ancient Greek city in what is now Turkey. Though the researchers discovered the coins in 2019, they weren’t able to examine them until recently due to the Covid-19 pandemic.

In the statement, as translated by CNN’s Jack Guy, Özer describes the coins, which were minted in Southern Italy, as not only a “very special and unique collection,” but “the most special silver coin find of recent times.”

Dated to between 75 and 4 B.C., the coins bear the images of Roman emperors and politicians, including Julius Caesar, Marcus Brutus and Mark Antony, writes Live Science’s Laura Geggel. When studying the artifacts, researchers found that many of the coins were well-preserved, with their engravings still legible.

Roman-era coins unearthed during excavations in Turkey

(Courtesy of Pamukkale University)

Approximately 439 of the coins were denarii, while 212 were cistophori.

(Courtesy of Pamukkale University)

Roman-era coins unearthed during excavations in Turkey

(Courtesy of Pamukkale University)

Özer theorizes that the denarii and cistophori were part of a coin album—a compilation of money portraying rulers from the late Roman Republic—that belonged to an elite Roman soldier. Some of the coins were more valuable than others.

“A high-ranking soldier [likely] came to Aizanoi … and he must have buried these coins here for a reason we do not know yet,” Özer tells Live Science.

According to Özer, each coin “tells a different story” drawn from mythology and popular lore. One token, for instance, portrays the Trojan hero Aeneas carrying his father, Anchises, on his back—a reference to a well-known scene from Virgil’s Aeneid, notes Live Science.

As Mark Cartwright wrote for Ancient History Encyclopedia in 2018, denarii were the Romans’ most popular coins between 211 B.C. and the third century A.D. Cistophori were rarer than denarii, as they were only in circulation around Asia Minor, according to the Dictionary of Greek and Roman Antiquities.

The Daily Sabah reports that the team uncovered the coins as part of a broader restoration effort that began in 2011. Dubbed the Aizanoi Penkalas Project, the campaign seeks to offer riverboat tours that enable visitors to mirror the ancient Romans’ maritime journeys while exploring Aizanoi’s ancient ruins. Other artifacts discovered at the site include 1,000 Roman stones and sculptures and traces of a settlement dated to 3000 B.C., noted the Daily Sabah in a separate 2020 article.

According to the Anadolu Agency, Özer and her colleagues plan to soon publish their findings in a scientific journal. For now, the coin collection will remain on display at the Museum of Anatolian Civilizations in the Turkish capital of Ankara.

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[theonewelshdragon]

9, 10 & 22 for the End of the year Asks thing! x

9. Best month for you this year? march or october, i can’t really choose one

10. Something that made you cry this year? my anxiety lmao but if serious.. my university made me cry every day at the beginning of the year

22. Favorite place you visited this year? Pamukkale

thank you ♥

[beyzanuraydin]

FIELD TRIP, ANALYSIS

About Project: It takes place in Mimarlar Odası branch of Denizli (association of architects in Denizli). In second floor, there's an empty space. The project aims for its usage by newly graduated architects, students of architcture departmentt in Pamukkale University, etc.

Requirements: Studio space, office space, meeting rooms (for the clients of newly graduated architects who can not afford to rent an office), bar/kitchen space, workstation, etc.

15.3.22

[blueiscoool]

The Statue Head of Hygieia Found Stuck Between Two Rocks in Turkey

A 2100-year-old statue head of the Hygieia (Health) Goddess was found during the excavations in the ancient city of Laodikeia in Pamukkale, Denizli, southwestern Türkiye.

Laodikeia is situated in a geographical location on the south side of the Lycus River, 6 km north of Denizli. Laodikeia was the most famous and influential city in the 1st century B.C. The remains of the city are dated from this era.

The city was called ”Laodikeia on the edge of the Lycus” in ancient sources. According to other ancient sources, the city was founded by Antiochus II in 263-261 BC and named after Antiochos’ wife. The Romans made the city the center of Kybira’s conventus (Golhisar-Horzum) because of the geographical setting.

It encompasses the largest stadium in Anatolia, two theaters, four baths, five agoras, five fountains (nymphaeums), long colonnaded streets, impressive temples, and a myriad of churches and basilicas.

Earthquakes often plagued the town, and in 494 AD, a massive quake severely crippled the city. A further earthquake between 602-610 and an increasing threat from Arab raids led to the eventual abandonment of the city.

The excavations in the ancient city of Laodikeia are under the supervision of Pamukkale University Archaeology Department lecturer Prof. Dr. Celal Şimşek continues under the presidency.

Hygeia was the ancient Greek goddess of health. She gave her name to the philosophy of hygiene. Hygeia was a young goddess, daughter and chief attendant to Asklepios, the god of medicine. She was in charge of cleanliness and how to live a long life (preventive medicine).

In classical sculpture she was often shown holding or feeding a large snake (the symbol of Asklepion medicine) in her arms. Statues of Hygeia were erected in all the major healing centres sited in the temples of Asklepios. Her primary temples were in Epidaurus, Corinth, Cos and Pergamon.

By Leman Altuntaş.

[sylvinuk-turkey]

It’s been about 9 months since Gokay and I were last in Turkey for this incredible trip. And now we are back again!

The hope was we’d be with my parents this time and we’d all have an incredible experience. Sadly fate did not have that in mind, as 2 months ago dad got into a motorcycle accident and my parents were not able to go on their trip.

This trip started with a lot of weird emotions because of the accident, including a lot of frustration and yelling at Turkish Airlines… yeah they suck.

The first week here this year was a whirlwind.

Starting with our travels - SFO Friday night of the 26th (1 hour delay) > Frankfurt > 4+ hour layover > Florence (1.5 hour delay), night in Florence Airbnb > train to Bologna > brunch with Anna and Ottavio > Bologna airport > Istanbul arrival Sunday night of the 28th right after Erdogan won the election.

Once in Istanbul we spent the week:

- Shopping/doing chores,

- Seeing Allan for dinner (Frank got a cold),

- Going to a hotel Hamam (different one this trip but it was amazing)

- Spending time with Gokay’s grandma, aunts, uncles and cousins (including some I hadn’t met last time)

- Got a tour of the local university by Gokay’s cousin who goes there

- A lovely dinner with Gokay’s high school friends

- I worked every evening Tuesday - Friday, from 4p-midnight (plus or minus)

- A lot of eating

- And a little sight seeing

I can’t believe we’ve been here for a week, and now it’s time already for us to do our vacation/tourist week in Turkey. We will be flying to Cappadocia tonight, then to Pamukkale, Izmir, Efes, and ending in Selimiye to see Gokay’s parents for a couple days.

We will end the trip with a couple days back in Florence visiting my family.

[imperium-romanum]

Archaeologists working in the ancient Turkish city of Laodicea have discovered a monumental statue of Trajan, a famed Roman emperor who led the empire to its greatest geographical extent.

The extravagant, imposing statue of Trajan was discovered by researchers from the Excavation Committee of the Ancient City of Laodicea, a project led by Pamukkale University archaeologist Celal Şimşek, reports Hurriyet Daily News. The 1,906-year-old statue stands at an impressive 3 meters tall, which is just shy of 10 feet. The statue was reconstructed from hundreds of pieces found clustered together beneath an ancient water fountain.

The statue features Trajan in full military regalia, including decorated body armor, a short chiton (the Roman equivalent of a Scottish kilt), and a cloth falling from the left soldier. A bound enemy soldier can be seen cowering behind the victorious Trajan, who strikes a domineering pose with his right arm in the air. The statue was completed in 113 AD, just four years before the emperor’s death.

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[campplay]

Medicine against brain tumor from Turkish doctors

Medicine against brain tumor from Turkish doctors

Inonu University, Faculty of Arts and Sciences, Department of Chemistry, Prof. Dr. İsmail Özdemir, who is currently the Dean of Pamukkale University Faculty of Medicine, Prof. Dr. The study titled ‘Silver (I) N-Heterocyclic Carbene Compounds’, which he developed with Osman Çiftçi in 2012 for use in the treatment of brain tumors, received an international patent from the Turkish Patent…

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“A group of Italian archaeologists have announced they have found the legendary "Pluto's Gate", a portal filled with foul-smelling noxious fumes which inflicted a quick death on any person or beast that was driven into its embrace.The temple complex in Hierapolis, now the volcanic-spring restort town of Pamukkale, featured in many ancient legends and historical texts.

"This space is full of a vapour so misty and dense that one can scarcely see the ground. Any animal that passes inside meets instant death," the Greek historian Strabo wrote in 24AD."I threw in sparrows and they immediately breathed their last and fell."

The archaeologists uncovered the ruins of a circular temple near a cave entrance, surrounded by Ionic columns. One of them held a dedication to the gods of the underworld - Pluto and Kore.

Discovery News reports the excavations have also revealed evidence of a nearby thermal pool and courtyard which was a gathering-place for priests and visitors seeking prophetic visions or to speak with dead loved ones.

A staired terrace overlooking the temple and pool would have held onlookers and initiates as eunuchs led bulls into the cave - and dragged them out, dead.

Francesco D'Andria of the University of Salento said the "visions" were probably hallucinations caused by breathing diluted fumes wafting up from the Gate to Hell.

And the portal is still a killer, he said."We could see the cave's lethal properties during the excavation," D'Andria told Discovery News. "Several birds died as they tried to get close to the warm opening, instantly killed by the carbon dioxide fumes.

"The site had been damaged by Christians in the 6th Century and the destruction was completed by later earthquakes."We found the Ploutonion (Pluto's Gate) by reconstructing the route of a thermal spring," D'Andria said.”

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2,000-year-old olive oil mill uncovered in Turkey’s Aegean region

Archaeologists have unearthed a 2,000-year-old olive oil mill in the ancient city of Tripolis in southwestern Turkey. Discovered in Turkey's Aegean province of Denizli, the mill is expected to shed light on the rich olive history of the region, according to Doğan News Agency.

The mill was uncovered during the excavation of an ancient agora. The mill room measures 3.5 meters, with a stone press 50 centimeters in diameter used to crush the olives.

"This mill, which we can say is 2,000 years old, shows us that in the past this region was rich in olive cultivation," stated Professor Bahadır Duman of Pamukkale University's Archaeology Department and Tripolis Excavation Committee. Read more.

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Die Menschen werden nicht durch die Dinge, die passieren, beunruhigt, sondern durch die Gedanken darüber... Good alone is profitable and to be desired, and evil is hurtful and to be avoided... Wise people, therefore, will pursue, not merely their own will, but also will be subject to the rightful order of the world. We should conduct ourselves through life fulfilling all our duties as children, siblings, parents, and citizens... For our country or friends we ought to be ready to undergo or perform the greatest difficulties. The good person, if able to foresee the future, would peacefully and contentedly help to bring about their own sickness, maiming, and even death, knowing that this is the correct order of the universe. We have all a certain part to play in the world, and we have done enough when we have performed what our nature allows.

Epictetus was a Greek Stoic philosopher. He was born a slave at Hierapolis, Phrygia (present day Pamukkale, Turkey) and lived in Rome until his banishment, when he went to Nicopolis in northwestern Greece for the rest of his life.