From Istanbul, I made a day-long drive to the stunning northern Aegean village of Assos. Swimming off its pebbly beach into empty green-blue waters, under cliffs studded with olive trees and humming with cicadas, near ruins visited by both Aristotle and St Paul, was such perfection that I nearly spent the rest of my vacation there. After all, the camel I saw slurping tree leaves off a dusty road seemed happy to stay where he was.
But Greco-Roman sites, Byzantine and Islamic art masterpieces, and untouched Mediterranean scenery beckoned, and everywhere, people went out of their way to make this stranger welcome.
Greco-Roman splendour
To grumble, as many tour books do, that there is not much to see at Troy is akin to calling the Eiffel Tower a jumble of iron bars. True, technically, but that is to ignore the breathless feeling of gazing at walls and columns where Homeric heroes lived 3000 years ago, of looking over the same cultivated plain baking in the midday heat.
Ancient Greek civilisations built acropolises a few hours south of Troy, none more "high city" than Pergamon, where the remains of a superb temple and a theatre from the third century BC are carved atop a barren mountain.
Not far off are evocative ruins of three Ionian cities, including the giant theatre of Miletus and the elaborately carved columns of the Dydima temple, so tall that you feel Lilliputian. My favourite is Priene, lying on the side of a pine-covered hill so utterly off the tourist routes that the only noise I heard was the tinkle of sheep bells amid the 2300-year-old streets.
None of these sites, nor most ancient ruins anywhere, can top the exuberance of nearby Ephesus, the Roman city halfway down the Aegean coast that dominated the Eastern classical world.
You can still walk its main marble road to the richly carved library and gigantic theatre, past squares, statues, and what must have been the wealthiest Romans' penthouse apartments.
Even in Rome there hardly is so much ancient luxury on display as in these terrace houses, with halls covered in marble panels, realistic wall paintings and intricate floor mosaics of mythical scenes.
Byzantines and Ottomans
First the Byzantine, then the Ottoman empires gave even more impressive heft and sparkle to their capital, Istanbul, in their golden eras in the sixth and 16th centuries.
For sheer grandeur, the stunners are Byzantine Haghia Sophia and the Ottomans' Blue Mosque. I spent many nights contemplating them from the rooftop terrace of my small Sultanahmet hotel, as seagulls swooped in between the floodlights washing over their stadium-sized domes. Meanwhile, the concierge, Erhan Orkun, fussed to get me a 21st century luxury: flawless wireless.
You don't even realise how extraordinarily high and wide Haghia Sophia's gold tile-covered dome is until you climb up ramp after ramp of stairs to the gallery, and the mosaics still look far away.
The best Byzantine mosaics are hidden away on central Istanbul's edge, in the jewel-box Kariye church. I would have never found it had a fully veiled woman I stopped on a deserted street not walked a mile out of her way to lead me up a warren of alleys.
The interior shines with 14th-century mosaics portraying Gospel stories with so much realism that you feel Mary's hesitation as she stands outside Joseph's house as a new bride, wringing her hands.
Similarly, while skyline-dominating giants like Suleymaniye mosque and Topkapi palace, for 400 years the sultans' vast residence, impress with their massive play of shapes, my Ottoman favourite was a tiny mosque hidden near the Spice Bazaar, Rustem Pasa.
The dark space, cooled by a breeze off the Golden Horn, bursts into the vivid blues and greens of the precious Iznik tiles that cover it in intricate floral and abstract designs.
Apollo's swimming hole
You can dive into that vivid blue in the sea off Oludeniz natural park, where the Aegean meets the Mediterranean. Surrounded by tall mountains covered in fragrant brush and pines, with wisps of clouds perched on their tops, it felt like the swimming hole of the ancient gods.
Not that there isn't competition for sea-lovers. I spent a day cruising the Bosporus on a friend's sailing boat, downing ayran, the signature salty yogurt drink, past Ottoman palaces and fortresses.
Off a tiny cove in the sadly overdeveloped Bodrum peninsula, a kid engaged me in a freestyle competition through crystalline water as his grandmother, decked out in a turquoise long-sleeved suit, blue Crocs and pink noodle, patiently tried out a few strokes.
From my terrace at one of the peninsula's many luxury hotels, Lavanta, overlooking Yalikavak harbour, I watched the sun set over Greek islands as a muezzin's call to prayer wafted over the whitewashed village up to the windmills topping the barren hills.
If Bodrum has luxury, the Datca peninsula just to the south has solitude. Near the ruins of Knidos, a seventh-century BC Greek town, I spent an hour floating in transparent water without seeing a soul.
A few hours south of there, in Patara, I found miles of sandy beach popular with sea turtles, past an arch and other ruins of an ancient Lycian city. It's a tough call, but I might have had the best meal of the trip in Patara, under the grape arbour of St Nicholas restaurant. Mezes kept flowing, ranging from tangy beyaz peynir cheese (a Turkish version of feta), to grilled fish and lamb, to a dazzling variety of dishes made with eggplant ("patlican," which means eggplant, is essential Turkish vocabulary).
And of course, I ended up deep in conversation with the owner's son, a young man just out of architecture school, who shared his dream of a green development in Patara so that "in five years you might read of me".
"Cok iyi," I told him, and I hoped that first Istanbul cab driver would have been proud.
IF YOU GO
Historic Istanbul can be seen on foot. The trip from Istanbul along the Aegean Coast is easy, scenic driving.
Accommodation:
In Istanbul, Hanedan Hotel.
In Assos, Kervansaray Otel.
In Bergama (Pergamon), Akropolis Guest House.
In Bodrum-Yalikavak, Lavanta Hotel.
In Patara, Viewpoint Hotel.
All hotels served complimentary breakfast spreads; in the Assos and Bergama hotels, dinner was an inexpensive feast.
- AAP
