He was once a poor girl. Except that he was poor, he was also very ugly. He did not complain because of poverty, but when he grew up and became married, because he did not have any offer, he decided to commit suicide. The hippie on the highest rock of Pamukkalas and - made a step forward. It fell into the middle of a depth of water full of water and sediments. And a young, handsome young man passed by, from Denizli, a nearby province. He ran to the basin, found the girl severely injured, unconscious, but very beautiful. He threw it on horseback, took him to his father's castle, healed it until he completely recovered, then married him and lived in harmony until the end of his life. Since then Pamukkalaja is a place for all those who seek beauty and excitement. (But it is not necessary to jump from the rock).
In Pamukkala, we arrived with a group of tourists from Kemeri, a place in Antalya Bay, on the southern coast of Turkey. The posters placed on the showcases of tourist agencies drew attention to us: the shimmering shrubs of marigolds and many people who washed in the middle of something that resembled small lakes in the form of snow-capped dunes and hills.
By arriving there, we could just ascertain that the posters were pale representation of this natural miracle. Imagine the many foamy hills, which seem to be surprisingly hardened, joining the half-round pools one after the other of different sizes, overwhelmed with thermal water.
This is Pamukkalaja. The cotton word originates from Turkish, while the castle - also is a Turkish word, which means a castle.