Turkiye: Day 4

KUSADASI
1. Woke up to an amazing view of the ocean
2. Stopped by Elegant-deri leatherhouse. They hosted a fashion show for us. Towards the end I got pulled backstage to 'model' a jacket... Well more like one of the model made me dance with him.
3. Visited Efes (Ephesus).
It was an ancient Greek city on the west coast of Anatolia, near present day Izmir (where Homer, and coincidentally our tour guide is from), Turkey. Efes was for many years the second largest city of the Roman empire, ranking behind Rome, the empire's capital. Efes had a population of > 250,000 in the 1st century BC, which also made it the second largest city in the world. Only an estimated 15% has been excavated and what we saw already gave an idea of how splendid civilisation was!

On the left and right were shopping lots. A whole stretch of shopping right till the library at the end!

Temple of Hadrian

Library of Celsus with the ladies of the family :)

up close...2 stories high! (felt like 5 stories)
*gasp* frkn hugeeeee LIBRARY!!!!!Amphiteatre...also where gladiators fought
Seated 24,000 + Stands 1,000What used to be a harbor before it was slowly silted up by the Cayster River. (Also a reason for it losing its commercial importance)

^8 Cee

This time around last year...

I would have been studying my ass off in Baillieu (lib).



Typically,
10.30am: wake up, shower, get dressed, cross the street, battle for my spot in the lib (2nd floor to the left...ouh cyeaaah)
before lunch: you see the same library faces slowly coming in. its a weird feeling. its like an acknowledged silent bond btwn strangers.
noon: long lunch with whichever other friends that are also nerding it out :)
3. 30pm:coffee break. time to talk talk talk about everything and nothing.
7pm: go home, dinner, shower, watch 2+1/2 men
9pm: head back towards library. one of the best feeling in the world is to walk across the dimly litted uni lawn on a winter day heading towards the brightly litted building at the end. you know, if you picture it, it'll seem like you're walking towards the light at the end of the tunnel. please dont quote that to me ever again. but truth be told, without fail, everytime i make this journey, a huge rush of emotions flood in. its happy and sad. happy coz i feel proud to be part of this larger dream of education, academics, and the future. sad coz I know that I'll move on... away from an ideal.
before midnight: sleepily attempt to work. procastinate by browisng through any random books on the shelves and get hooked on to it. promise self that after exams i'll come by and borrow (never happens).
midnight: everyone starts leaving. my pace of studying picks up to meet my target of the day. i need time pressure to work.
2am: done.

point of story? hmmm none... except that i miss Baillieu, i miss the company, i miss studying and arguing over solutions, i miss procastinating over coffee breaks....aaand i miss everything else in btwn.

Good luck to everyone else :)

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