
After spending three beautiful days soaking in Istanbul’s chaos and cacophony, wandering around the hidden lanes of Balat, enjoying the scent of roasted chestnuts, and witnessing the beauty of the Blue Mosque and Hagia Sophia, Pishi and I boarded an early morning flight, all set for our next 48 hours in Cappadocia.
We were there in the month of May, and crisp air was blowing in the wind, kissed by spring. As our plane descended over unfamiliar, otherworldly terrain, my heart skipped a beat. It felt unreal to sink into the fact that I was finally in Cappadocia, a place that had been on my bucket list since forever! A place where fairy chimneys rise like sculptures from the earth, where hot air balloons float silently at dawn, and where cave dwellings carved by ancient hands still echo with stories.
Although I had just 48 hours in this magical corner of the world, I was determined to soak in as much as possible. From cave hotels to centuries-old underground cities, and golden valleys to quaint bazaars, I wanted to feel Cappadocia in every way possible.
We landed in Cappadocia around 8 a.m. and headed straight to our cave hotel. Yes, an actual cave carved into soft volcanic rock, with arched ceilings, textured stone walls, and a gentle warmth that made it feel like a cocoon. After a quick breakfast and a freshen-up, we were ready to begin exploring.
We had signed up for the Red Tour (yeah, in Cappadocia, you’ll find the Red Tour and the Green Tour!) – a great way to experience the northern part of Cappadocia in a single day. Our first stop was the Göreme Open Air Museum, where centuries-old cave churches still hold on to their beautiful frescoes. It felt like walking through history, and I was awestruck at every step!
Next, we headed to Pasabagi, or Monks Valley, where fairy chimneys stood tall and otherworldly. Some had openings where monks once lived in solitude. Then came Devrent Valley, often called Imagination Valley, where the rock formations take on whimsical shapes, camels, seals, and dancing figures. It’s where nature lets your imagination take over, and our guide, Umut, made some funny stories while telling us about the place.
One of my favourite parts of the day was Pigeon Valley. We stopped at a viewpoint overlooking the valley, scattered with dovecotes carved into the soft cliffs. In the past, locals would collect pigeon droppings for fertiliser, but today, the stunning landscape draws you in.
We ended the tour at Uchisar Castle, the highest point in Cappadocia. Climbing to the top rewarded us with sweeping views of the valleys, the fairy chimneys, and the sprawling villages below. By the time we returned to our cave hotel, the sun had begun to set.
We were exhausted by the time we returned to the hotel, but completely in awe of what we’d seen in just one day.
The alarm went off at 3 am. Still half-asleep but buzzing with excitement, we stepped outside under the star-studded sky. Chilled air numbed our ears. But this was the moment I had been waiting for — the hot air balloon ride over Cappadocia! I had seen thousands of Instagram reels by then, and I couldn’t hold on to my excitement any more!
As the balloon slowly lifted off, the valleys below began to glow with the soft light of dawn. Hundreds of other balloons floated nearby, creating a breathtaking scene that felt almost otherworldly. In that quiet space above the earth, words felt unnecessary. I simply soaked in the stillness and the magic of the moment.
After the ballooning, they offered us champagne to celebrate our first flight. And then, we returned to our cave hotel, where we enjoyed a hearty Turkish breakfast before heading out for the Green Tour.
This tour covers a wider area in southern Cappadocia. Our first stop was the Derinkuyu Underground City, which absolutely blew my mind. We had to crawl into a city built deep underground, going as far down as eight levels. Carved thousands of years ago, our guide told us that it once sheltered up to 20,000 people, along with their livestock and food supplies. As we moved through its narrow tunnels and steep staircases, I could feel the stories clinging to the walls.
Afterwards, we made our way to Ihlara Valley. While Pishi chose to relax, I joined the group for a peaceful hike along the river, passing hidden cave churches, wildflowers, and shaded trees. This lush canyon, carved by the gentle Melendiz River, is a refreshing contrast to Cappadocia’s dry, dusty landscape.
As we descended into the valley, the temperature dropped a little, and the only sounds were birdsong and the occasional rustle of leaves. The hike wasn’t difficult, but it was pretty peaceful. There was something meditative about walking slowly, watching light filter through the trees, and feeling the rhythm of nature. It was calm, grounding, and gave me a moment to just be.
After returning from the Green Tour and taking a short break at our hotel, we headed out again for a slower, more local experience. As evening settled in, we wandered through the market in Göreme.
The energy here was different — calm but alive with artisan spirit. Turkish carpets in vibrant colours and intricate patterns spilled out of shops, inviting endless admiration. I collected some souvenirs (mostly postcards and fridge magnets) and then we walked into a local restaurant for dinner.
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Our final morning in Cappadocia unfolded at a gentle pace. After two full days of non-stop discovery, Pishi and I decided to slow down and simply soak in the quiet beauty around us. Breakfast was a relaxed affair, with freshly baked bread, ripe olives, creamy local cheese, and endless cups of çay, all savoured on the terrace of our cave hotel.
The May weather was perfect, with just the right balance of warmth and a soft breeze that invited you to pause and breathe.
There was no rush, no itinerary to follow, just the simple pleasure of being present in a place that felt both timeless and alive. Every glance outside the window reminded me why Cappadocia had been on my bucket list for so long. The unique landscape, the soft colours of the rocks, and the way the valleys held their stories quietly beneath the surface was a connection I wasn’t ready to let go of.
By noon, we packed up and checked out, ready for the next leg of our journey to Antalya. Yet, as the car pulled away, I felt deeply grateful for those 48 hours in Cappadocia.
I’ve never seen a place so beautiful, and if life ever offers me the chance to return, I wouldn’t hesitate. There is still so much to explore, so many corners to discover, and I know this place will always have more stories waiting for me.
Cappadocia is one of those rare places that stays with you long after you’ve left. If you’ve been, I’d love to hear your stories and favourite moments, drop them in the comments below. And if you’re planning a trip soon, I hope this guide helps you to make the most of it.
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