Road to Aspendos

Again, something pulls me on the road. I can’t lie for hours under the sun by the sea. Again I exchange time for a distance.





It turns out that in the amphitheater there are 41 rows of seats carved out of stone. Engravings with names are carved on some seats, these were the places of regular visitors to the theater. Above the lobby there were also closed royal lodges and lodges of the local rich.





I hear the guide proudly informs that today the theater of the ancient polis is considered the most preserved ancient theater in the world, and its acoustics is the best among the similar ones. Yes, the theater is relatively well preserved. But this is only due to the fact that local residents were too lazy to disassemble the theater for building materials, it was more convenient for them to destroy smaller objects. And I wonder.. who measured acoustics?!







The top of the stage is crowned with a bas-relief depicting Bacchus, the god of winemaking and entertainment. Artists under the canopy and according to the precepts of Bacchus were preparing a theatrical performance in rooms behind the curtains, and a wooden platform served as a stage





Behind the theater, around the agora, you can see the ruins of the buildings of the local administration, the portal of the basilica.





Once a mighty aqueduct that stretched a hundred kilometers. Today, only a few fragments remain of it. This is not surprising. But time and ignorance did their job too. The aqueduct was destroyed by wild aliens, and was later used by them as a source of building materials.








What a heat! My shirt is wet through





Here, enterprising Greeks traded in wheat, oil, wine...





Ancient people knew how to choose a place to live. What a gorgeous panorama!

The ancient humpbacked bridge still performs its functions. The taxi driver told me that the mos are constantly being restored.