We started to move again. In my opinion the architecture of Kars was made for tourists because there were many facilities like confectionaries, ATMs, restaurants and hotels everywhere within reach. When we got out of restaurant, we agreed on going sightseeing despite of being worried about time. Then we began to walk around the streets and took photos from the surroundings and historic buildings.
We made many jokes on each other and had so much fun. Although we had made friends newly, we were so attached to each other. We were together like a family and felt responsible for each other.
I was happy to be able to skate easily and I knew that my friends were expecting me in the next city at the time we would arrive there. It is so pleasant to have some friends during a travel. The castle of the town was so famous due to the antiquity it had. We went to it. On the way, my eyes caught watermelon which is my favorite fruit. I bought one and put it in my backpack. It became a little heavier; so I had to put more effort despite of my tiredness. We crossed a river and got into an old big mosque. Then we visited a church and went toward the entrance of the castle through an uphill path. It took half an hour to reach at the top of the castle. The watermelon had consumed my mind and I liked to cut and eat it.
I really should say “well done!” to the ancient architects who managed to build castles with so much travail and lack of modern equipment. Among the way we noticed that an Italian woman was coming to us. After a short talk, we found that a man was chasing her and had gotten way when he had seen us. It demands a great soul to explore in a country whose language and people is not familiar to you at all. Since we got out of the castle she was with us. Our number had now risen to seven.
As soon as we arrived at the zenith of the castle, we cut up the watermelon and started to eat it. I couldn’t quit eating it, but I had to have less because I might have gotten stomach ache. A strong wind was blowing at the top of the castle and if you were not careful you might have been thrown down.
We got back to the city happily to find a hotel. There were many hotels but we went to the hotel in which the Italian woman had checked in. We put our stuff in the hotel and went out with some other Italian friends. We ate dinner together and talked about Turkey, Italy and Canada. Every new friend made was memorable.
My friends came to a conclusion to go to an old city near this city. I was split between going with them or continuing my own way. I was enthusiastic to see the old city, but touring that city required some hours time. Finally, I became one of the travelers to that town. It was a border town between two countries of Turkey and Armenia with an Iron fence.
At sun up, we talked with several taxis and found a car with a reasonable price before moving towards the old city. The path was rather far. First we got into a village and after buying the tickets, entered the castle. The huge walls of the castle which had surrounded the city were unbelievably majestic. Someone there told us that those buildings were works of an Iranian architect from Mashhad.
The pathway of tourists in this historic city was built so nice-looking and it was a really big place. In fact, as a historic place, no one lived there and it was closed to people in order to protect the relics. There was chance of visiting these sites only in specific times.
There existed the vestiges of distinct walls and structures everywhere and just some remained parts of walls and pillars were seen around there. I took several photos from the churches and inns. The castle in the historic town was in a place at the centre and on the summit of a hill, so that we could get ourselves up to it with so much effort. The blazing sun and hot weather were additional hardships.
A narrow river which passes through the middle of Turkey and Armenia’s border accentuates the beauty of the place. I think the reason why such a big city was built there might have been because of the existence of this river; which probably had been wider in past and had lost its water to a large extent throughout the ages.
One of the interesting things that I saw there was a grindstone which was curved manually. I mean the grindstone was made of a gigantic stone without the modern machines. I really admire the master who had made it. We came out of there after three hours and had a cup of tea then went on our way to the city and hotel.