Wednesday, May 18, 2016

Life with a cat

It's been almost a month since we got General Patton, and as cheesy as it sounds, I become more and more in love with him every day. I think Keith is getting really sick of me making him pause our shows (Gotham, Survivor, Blindspot, Amazing Race, Modern Family, etc etc, yes all we do is watch tv shows) to say, 

"Look at Patton sleeping on my lap! He's so cute!" 
"Look at him biting the crap out of my hand! He's so cute!" 
"Look at him licking his butt! He's so cute!"

Currently, Patton's favorite things are:

his butt, biting human hands (playfully), tormenting the dogs, chasing his own tail, and getting his chin scratched, and in that order. He's very flexible when he cleans himself and it cracks me up.

He's an excellent sleeping, and while he doesn't sleep curled under my chin all night like he did at first, he still sleeps right next to me. Usually while I'm watching Netflix (going through Breaking Bad again and just as obsessed as the first time) he nuzzles up against my face and demands that I pet him. Then he goes crazy chasing his tail or playing with blankets for a few minutes before he curls up on my shoulder again ready to call it a night. He always ends up on the bed right next to my feet and stays put until atbout 5am, when Keith gets up for work. At that point he's super playful so I banish him to his own bedroom.

Oh, yeah, he has his own room. We still don't trust him to have full reign of the house unsupervised (we do not have a cat/child friendly home at all) so he gets to stay in the guest bedroom/bathroom while we're at work. He has lots of toys and food and a litter box in there and he's usually sleeping when I get home so I don't feel bad about keeping him in there. When he's older he'll get more house privileges.

He and the dogs get along super well, for the most part. He's like the cool high school senior who is just too important to hang out with measly freshmen. The dogs chase him all the time and he loves it (probably). If he's somewhere the dogs can't reach him (under a sofa, on a bookcase, on the ping pong table) they just sit and stare at him without moving. Like, you know the dog Doug from "Up" and how he randomly says "POINT!" and then sits still as a statue? That's the dogs when they're waiting for Patton to emerge from his hiding place.

He also likes to [lovingly] swat at their faces when he wants to play.

And when they're all exhausted, they basically cuddle together.

Sometimes when I'm petting him in the evening he just passes out and my voice gets all squeaky while I'm like "LOOK AT HOW CUTE HE IS OH MY GAWSH!"

And then he wakes up and I play with him... and I let him bite/scratch the crap out of my hands. People at work often say to me, "Oh, you have a cat, don't you!" And at first I thought they were commenting on the cat fur all over my scrubs but then I figured out it was because of the scratches on my hands.

But he's cute, so it's totally worth it.

Other things:
-we started using a spray bottle to keep him off of the counter and away from places he shouldn't be (behind the tv, which is the only place other than the litter box that he has pooped) and he hates it so much. Every time I squirt him he acts like I committed a deep act of betrayal and it hurts my heart so much.

-I feel guilty when I clip his nails. I know it's not hurting him and I've never cut too far down but he looks so miserable when I do it and this is why I am worried about having human children one day, because I'll never be able to cut their nails.

-He desperately wants to eat our human food. He gets all up in our business when we eat and if he gets too close I squirt him, but I always feel bad. Especially last night when I had fish tacos because hello, it wasn't his fault his instincts were bringing him to the food.

-I'm his favorite.

-I like to post about him on snapchat (@notthatjuliet). I also like to post about him on instagram (@jliette) and I pretend like he's a human child and I crack myself up.

That's all. Cats are fun.

Tuesday, May 10, 2016

Honeymoon: Cappadocia Part One (a castle, an underground city, Turkish outlaws, etc)

Today's post is about our first day in my very favorite city and surrounding area: Cappadocia/Goreme, which is in Central Turkey. We truly made the most of our days by getting up with the sun (sometimes earlier!), spending a lot of the day hiking, and staying up as late as we could keep our eyes open. My husband, Keith, had done a LOT of research and planned amazing activities for us that kept us really busy allllllll the time. To catch up on our trip so far, visit these posts:
Honeymoon Part One
Athens Day One
Athens Day Two
Ephesus and the Surrounding Sights
I didn't count how many pictures are in today's post but it could be upwards of 100. This post is just our first day in Cappadocia, and it could easily be split into four or five different posts, but since I'm generous I'm cramming it all together into one. You can thank me at the end of the post (if you make it that far).
We flew into Kayseri and landed in the middle of the night. I had to admit I don't remember much of this night because I was so tired I couldn't stay awake. Keith was driving us to our hotel in our rented Volvo and I remember the roads being totally crazy (all of a sudden your lane would end due to construction and you had to just try to figure out where you were supposed to go), Keith trying to get me to navigate the dark roads of a foreign country with his hand drawn map, and literally not being able to keep my eyes open. The few street/city signs we did see were in Turkish, so we had no idea if we were going the right way. Once we made it to the town our hotel was in, Goreme, we felt like we were in a maze. Our hotel was some kind of "Goreme cave hotel" (the whole area has caves built into the sides of mountains and underground and they've been there for thousands and thousands of years), but literally every hotel was some kind of cave hotel. There were dozens. And there were no English signs and no street lights so I'm pretty sure the only way we made it to our hotel was by the grace of God.
When we finally made it to our hotel we were greeted by some of the nicest people I've ever met! Keith had e-mailed them ahead of time and told them we were on our honeymoon, and they congratulated us, gave us an upgraded room with an amazing view of the city, and brought us wine to enjoy! Keith doesn't like wine so I got TWO glasses! Too bad it was almost 3am and I was basically sleep sipping.
The shower was so strange because the sides of the shower were so small! Whenever you took a shower water would get all over the floor. I'm sure it was an engineering flaw and not just my poor showering skills.

The view from the hotel's rooftop restaurant, which was right below our window.

A Turkish breakfast, complete with Turkish coffee, which is very thick and the consistency of mud. It was also very bitter. I needed the caffeine boost, though, so I gulped down a few cups. Plus, bread. ALL OF THE BREAD because of my starvation diet not drastic diet before the wedding.

The view of Goreme. In the very middle and back of the picture you can faintly see Uchisar Castle, which we visited later that day. It's the tallest point in the vicinity, and oh my goodness, it was incredible! But we'll get to that later.

Our first stop of the day was an open air museum, which was pretty much exactly what it sounded like. All over this region were castles, homes, and hideaways carved into the hillsides, and the open air museum gave you a chance to go inside a community of cave homes. On our way to the museum, we walked through an area of small stores. People were selling clothes, jewelry, food, artwork, and food to the tourists, and probably making a good sum of money doing it!

As we were walking we say two camels sitting by the road, so we decided to walk near them. I was so excited! Turkish camels! There were two men by the camels who must have sensed that I was a total sucker because one of them called to me and told me to go pet the camel. He asked where we were from and I told him, "The United States," and his face lit up and he said in broken English, "Perfect! This one is named Obama! Come, come! Pet him! Let me help you onto him!" I was basically forced to climb onto the camel's back and when I looked at Keith he was just laughing at me.

They pulled Keith up onto the other camel, and they took my phone so they could take pictures of us. They told us how to pose (Kiss! Put your hands up! Look to the side!) and led us around for a couple of minutes. They kept calling Keith Ali Baba and me Angelina Jolie. It was the coolest thing and I couldn't stop smiling!!

Camel riding is a lot harder than you would think. When the camels get up or sit down you have to hold on really tightly and really brace yourself of you'll tumble off over the camel's head. It was a good thing the two guys were there helping us.

When we got off the camels they demanded 30 Euros! Neither of us had noticed the sign saying that pictures were 5 Euros each, and a camel ride was 15 Euros. It was over $30 in US dollars, and definitely the most ridiculously overpriced part of our trip, but totally worth it. We kept joking that these camel guys were probably the richest guys in Turkey because they were able to take advantage of so many tourists.

Next, we got to the open air museum. There were tons of people there and it was pretty crowded. There were plenty of docents explaining what the different caves were used for (kitchens, churches, living rooms, even some graves with skeletons!) and that was really helpful. It was hard to navigate with so many people from so many countries all milling around and speaking in their native tongues, but a cool experience nonetheless.

It's amazing how they were able to carve so many homes and churches and things INTO the hills!

The churches all had amazing paintings inside of them. Most of the faces had been carved off around the 10th/11th century during different wars and changes in power, but it was still beautiful. I remember being extremely impressed/amazed that the people back then were able to do such intricate work, and be able to cover the whole ceiling! I was also amazed that these caves/painting have lasted for so long.

Most of the signs that were written in English weren't properly translated and we got a good laugh out of that!

There were very steep, slippery, and narrow stairs you had to take to get inside some of the caves. This was really hard with dozens of people trying to go up and down at once! I almost fell numerous times.

After the open air museum we went looking for what was called "The Hidden Church." It was very well hidden because we never succeeded in finding it, but we did find some other random hidden churches that had mattresses and sofas in them and were obviously inhabited by Turkish Country Folk, or Turkish Outlaws as I liked to call them. I was terrified that while we were out in the countryside on our own we would get attacked and robbed and left for dead. Keith assured me we were find but I'm convinced that we were in danger pretty often.

Next, we drove to Kaymakli to see an underground city. On our way we stopped at a gas station and I couldn't get over the neon cans of Coca Cola! They had pink, blue, purple, green, and orange. Keith laughed that the neon cans gave me so much delight but I refused to apologize for being so easily impressed.

Once we found the underground city, we had to find a guide. In Keith's research he found that it was pretty necessary to hire a local guide to take you through the city, and I'm so glad we did this! The price was pretty steep (50 Turkish Lira which ended up being about $17 I think), but if we hadn't hired him I think we may have gotten lost and ended up spending the night in the underground city. We read that a few years ago some tourists got lost in there and then got locked in and had to spend the night. I think I would have died if that had happened to us. I would have been terrified!
The cities went hundreds of feet deep, and it was a labyrinth. The Hittite people, who built the city, were very short, like 4 feet tall, so the tunnels had only been carved wide/tall enough to accommodate people with that kind of a stature. We hit our heads many times.

Our guide stopped us pretty often to say, "Photo now," and that was really nice of him! He pointed out everything, like what niches were for food storage, which holes in the wall were for oil lamps, where the ventilation shafts were, etc.

We are standing on a Hittite means of defense. The Hittites used these caves for protection when their cities were under attack. When the enemy started to come down to the caves, their feet would echo which would let the Hittites know to uncover their traps. They would remove a rock and uncover a hole (which we were standing on) that had rock spikes at the bottom of it. The enemies would fall into the hole and be impaled and die. The Hittites could go deep into their underground city and be safe for several weeks.

It was really amazing but I was glad to be back out in the sunshine when we were done!

Next, we drove back toward Goreme and stopped at Uchisar Castle. The streets were these really cool cobblestone streets and Keith had a lot of fun driving on them.

This is the view of Pigeon Valley from Uchisar Castle. To the left you can see a valley (that's Pigeon Valley) and we hiked that valley after the castle. W walked from the castle to the end of the valley and then back. If you follow the road in the center you can sort of tell where it looks like it starts to go uphill, that was about where our turnaround point was.

At this point it began to rain and I was exhausted and ready for a nap, so I was pretty cranky. Keith gets major kudos for putting up with me.

The picture below is to show you a zoomed in picture of our hotel from Uchisar Castle. It's in the center toward the bottom. Can you see it?

Another picture of Pigeon Valley with beautiful rays of sunshine and a rainbow on the left!

This whole place was absolutely breathtaking. The natural beauty was astounding!


Pigeon Valley is so named because thousands of years ago the townspeople would use pigeon droppings for fertilizer. The pigeons would poop in all these little holes in the valley walls that the people had carved, and then they would go through and collect the poop to use for whatever purpose they desired. We also read that the poop could be used to make explosives, which is gross.


In the photo below, you can see Uchisar Castle again. It's just to the left of the very center of the photo.

We found a huge cave that we obviously had to explore, and once again I was afraid of Turkish outlaws, but we were fine.

Keith with some pigeon homes. He did not collect any poop.-

To the left you can see Uchisar Castle again. We walked so far!

We ended up getting a little lost and getting kind of stuck by a cliff. Keith maintains that he could have gotten us back to our hotel without a problem but he sure seemed like he was having a hard time, so I guess we'll never know for sure if he could have led us out on our own.

I was very cranky during our hike. I was still tired and what he had promised would be "a really short and practically all downhill hike" had turned into "a really long and largely uphill hike" and while I was enjoying the stunning views, I would have paid $100 for a soft bed and a long nap. I was also wearing jeans that had gotten soaked from the rain on the castle, and I was just uncomfortable all the way around. I was also starving!

We ran into a French couple who was also struggling to find their way out of the valley, and then they ran into a local Turk. Of course, my first thought was that he was a Turkish outlaw and he was going to rob us, but instead he led us out of the valley! He was practically running and I was really struggling to keep up with everyone.

Here is a narrow tunnel that we were led through. Keith thought it was amazing. I was terrified of, you guessed it: Turkish outlaws.


There were facades carved into the sides of the valley. It was really cool to see! We explored a few of the caves but most of them were weren't able to get to.

Finally, we made it out. Our unofficial Turkish guide demanded 20 Turkish Lira EACH (for a total of 80 TL), but I think among the four of us we only had about 10. The man was very angry and was demanding more money, saying he "couldn't even buy cigarettes with this much money!" As we each passed him he muttered to himself how disappointed he was in us and how we were so rude, but there wasn't anything else we could do.

I don't know if I've ever seen a sight more beautiful than when we finally saw our hotel room again! We showered and relaxed for a few minutes before walking a short ways to town to find a restaurant. We found a cute local restaurant owned by some very friendly people, and we really enjoyed our meal!

I don't remember the technical name for what we ate, but it was delicious! They cook some meat and vegetables in some pottery and it turns into basically a stew, and then the break the top of the pot in front of you and you pour your steaming stew over a plate of rice and you end up with heaven for dinner. It was also really cheap! I want to say it was about $5 in US dollars. There was also bread and wine, with which you can absolutely never go wrong.

My next honeymoon post will be of our hot air balloon, which was absolutely the most amazing part of our honeymoon and one of the most incredible experiences of my entire life! I can't wait to share it with you.