Our unfortunate arthropod incident behind us, we boarded an afternoon bus for the town of Afyonkarahisar (which translates, rather dramatically, to Black Opium Castle) or, as its friends call it, Afyon.
It was a lengthy bus trip, which started rather unpleasantly: stuck in the back row of a full bus, bouncing up and down, sun beating on us through the windows and A/C non-functional. I only mention this because bus travel iun Turkey is generally so pleasant and comfortable that this portion of the trip seemed especially miserable by comparison. Normally the buses are beautiful new models, with drinks snacks and water served regularly, refreshing lemony-alcohol based stuff splashed on your hands a few times thorugh a trip, and movies shown (true, they are dubbed into Turkish, but at least the bus companies are considerate enough to pick titles that don’t require dialogue to be comprehensible [e.g. Pirates of the Carribean: The World's End.])
Anyhow, the unpleasantness of the bus trip behind us, we arrived in Afyon late in the evening and with the help of one of only two English speakers we met during our stay there, found a Dolmus (collective minibus) into town.
Afyon Castle [read on]