Originally I had planned to get to this area by descending off the Central Anatolian plateau via the Cilician Gates (Gulek Bogazi in Turkish). For thousands of years the Gates has been one of the most popular routes for anyone traveling between Europe and the Middle East, so a lot of people have been through the Gates at one time or another.
Then Kate Clow, a treasure trove of information on traveling this part of the world, mentioned that the Cilician Gates was extremely narrow and clogged with tanker trucks. She pointed out an alternate route, descending from Konya to Silifke, which I wrote about in a previous installment. I weighed the two options — a dangerous week defying death on non-existent shoulders, dodging hundreds of tanker trucks careening downhill in one direction and belching forth tons of exhaust climbing in the other, or a week strolling along the Mediterranean. No contest. Thanks for pointing out the alternate route, Kate.

"Heaven and Hell" - This is a picture of Heaven. I'll let you know what Hell looks like when I get there.
After Tarsus I have almost two weeks of walking through some of Turkey’s most fertile and productive agricultural flatlands. I’ll also be passing through Adana, home to more than 1.6 million people and known for its spicy kebabs.
Not much changes in the space of a couple thousand years — the Cukurova is still a major transit hub for overland traffic between Europe and the Middle East, so there are plenty of warehouses and truck depots for me to spend an entire week walking past. Walking southern Turkey’s warehouse district might be kind of an aesthetic letdown after a week strolling Mediterranean beaches, but it will be followed by about two months walking through the cradle of human civilization, so I’ll get over it.
Cradle of human civilization coming up in the next couple installments.