I had a 3 hour wait there until another bus took me to a tiny coastal village called Ucagiz.
Close to the bus station was the Church of St Nicholas (the patron saint of Russia) and better known to the world at large as Santa Claus.
(Am I the only one who didn't know Santa was a Turk?)
I didn't really fancy it but with nothing else to do I decided to have a look.
Things got off to a bad start with a fairly cheesy statue of Father Christmas being hugged by a bunch of kids.
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But, once inside the small, atmospheric church things quickly improved
This is the sarcophagus in which Saint Nicholas is said to have been lain to rest. It was broken into by Italian merchants in the 11th century and his bones were supposedly taken to Bari.
The main part of the church housing six unexplained columns and a simple altar was strangely affecting
In places, there were nice mosiacs on the floors
But, for me the best thing about the church was its many frescoes, which are the subject of the next post...