Troy

Hundreds of years ago this was the playing field of the Illiad, Homer’s enduring poem/saga/story. It tells of a quite violent war between the Trojans and the Greek over a woman. Dozens of people died, just for one person.

A week or so ago, we visited it. The ancient city of Troy. You really couldn’t recognize it without the tourist signs. There were plenty of those, since Troy was really the only tourist attraction near Cannakale.

We stayed there only for two nights, which is twice as long as we were expecting to stay. The first night we arrived after a long bus ride (with movies!) and mom found a really great place to stay. We stayed there for a night, and had great time. The next day we wandered about Troy, found a bus, and rode it to the site. I downloaded the Illiad, and read it on the bus. Quite interesting.
We finally made it to Troy, were we were greeted the incredibly unrealistic Trojan Horse, which the Greek apparently used to infiltrate the city. It is the only thing standing, so it’s really the icon of Troy.

Would YOU bring this into your fortified city?

After taking a few pictures of us in the horse, we entered the ancient ruins. To be honest, there wasn’t much.

A few pillars appeared on the ground every so often, and ancient blocks of rubble and stone protruded through the dust, where more stones were piled on top. A maze of ancient walls stretched through the city, along with signs that have mastered the art of not saying much with a lot of words.

Really, the only interesting part was the theater, where we read the Illiad, but we’ve seen plenty of theaters. The only reason I liked it was because it was interesting to know that this was where the book took place.