In the small village near Pamukkale, I didn’t eat well along the way. I can come here to the Silk Road restaurant to get a skewer and fried noodles. The picture is a picture of the stolen group friend. It looks quite a net red temperament. Then I bought an apple juice pomegranate juice and went back to make a letter. The ATM here can’t get cash. Girls don't go out alone at night, go back to the hotel early, after all, it is the countryside.