Like a natural skyscraper, this was the pinnacle of Cappadocia. It can be seen from all around, and we had had our eye on it since we arrived. With its peak at 1350 meters above sea level, it is the highest of all the fairy chimneys. Our hike to the top was a little strenuous but short, probably only a couple hundred feet. The stairs were steep and there were no barriers to keep one from falling off. As a mother, it made me incredibly nervous to watch my fearless little mountain goats scale the mountain as if it were a race to the top. We reached the flag at the top together and took in the panoramic view of Goreme and Cappadocia. 
We went back to the hotel, said goodbye to the wonderful staff who had treated us so kindly.
Abby told her friend, John goodbye. He had been so kind to Abby and she took quickly to him. She’d call out to him whenever we’d return from touring around, or when we’d get up in the morning, or when she was just walking around the hotel veranda. We found out that his name was really spelled Can with the Turkish doo-hickey under the C which makes it sound like ‘zh’ and means ‘life’ in Turkish. We were very fortunate to find such kind, hospitable people to stay with.
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