Bodrum heute ist das touristische Ziel Nr. 1 in der Türkei

 

Bodrum pages has all the travel informations for you

zurück zur Eingangsseite

General information

Bodrum

Surroundings

Activities

Freebies & offers

Various things

Contact

 


Useful addresses
Weather & climate
Money & traveltips
Hotel Info

 


History
Bodrum today
City plan
Bodrum News

 


The peninsula
Map of peninsula
Ancient sites
Daily tours

 


Blue Cruise
Shopping
Restaurants
Discos & Bars

 



Free-Downloads
Bodrum Video
Books to order
Companies

 



Turkish cuisine
Crafts & folklore
This & that
Glossary

 


E - M@il
Impressum
Guestbook
Web Design

 


Gümüslük - a place of dreams

The ancient Myndus to the history of the city

 

please recommend these pages
tell a friend - recommend this site


discover more on Bodrum

eine Bodrum Photo Tour mit vielen Bildern - Klick hier!

the Myndos Gate before restauration

The Myndos Gate before restauration

 

 




Ericsson-Türkcell logo for the excavations

 

 

The two communication giants Ericsson and Türkcell put their efforts together in order to restore the Myndos Gate and the surrounding city walls. These walls which played an important role in the history have been neglected for many years.

The Myndus gate is located by the old Gumbet road, near the Gumbet junction, next to the Turkish cemetery at the western exit of the town.  see phototour

Gümüslük is a place of dreams. Wearing my clogs I walk through a sea that does not even reach to my knees. Ahead of me is a small island. I must be in my early twenties, Gümüslük is a dream.

Have I been to Gümüslük? I remember treading on stones as I walk through the water. I even remember a photograph in which I am wearing a hat bought from Bodrum, and a red skirt which I have pulled up to my calves even though the water only comes up to my ankles, I laugh at the unnecessary precaution and groundless qualms. And what am I wearing with the skirt? Now that I cannot remember. So long as I have a photograph as a witness the vision of Gümüslük must be real, When you consider that my excitement about places I am going to exceeds that for places I have come from, it must really be me looking at the island ahead and its silhouette,

Years later I learnt from a brightly coloured tourism brochure that the island to which 1 had walked through the sea was Tavsan Adasi, Like my own early youth now left behind it seems far off and strange. Yet on the walk towards Tavsan Adasi that day I was trailing my youth and my youthful dreams and other visions with me. So much so that the embodiment of my Gümüslük adventure suddenly became that walk to the island.

A peaceful place where two bodies of water nearly meet (above). My childhood is hidden behind these rocks (top).





What has happened to the warmth and friends of that day? To the pleasure that accompanied the steam rising from the ground to the heavens? When did 1 go to Gümüslük I was young, very young. Self?confident enough to take no advice, perceptive enough to give none, But now look at me advisin you not to return from Gümüslük without visiting Tavsan Adasi. Because, like all rare things and beautiful places, takes on meaning when seen from the outside inwards, not from the inside outwards. The island affords you such a viewpoint.
At the same time it politely protects Gümüslük from the open sea. 'The courtesy of Rabbit Island' would not be a misguided definition, because this island does not make itself felt as such, or as a barrier. What it makes you feel is the horizon beyond and infinity. As it proudly salutes Gümüslük it seems to say to those strolling upon it, '0 mortals! Do not sail out to sea without calling on me!' Yes, have 1 ever been to Gümüslük? You walk to Rabbit Island through ater up to your knees. Before turning to look around you see the distant past, In the skies of Gümüslük you will discern smoke from the houses of Myndos, the Carian city which originally stood here. It was King Mausolos who in the 4th century BC founded the city


1 Waves beat rhythmically on the shore heedless of the passage of time (above). life is having fun, forgetting and remembering again (top).






1 let dreams carry you away in Gümüslük (above). View over Gümüslük harbour (below).



1 Time seems to fade away in the twilight (above). Cool wet sea and dry hot sand (below). By night GUmUS1Uk is festive and lively (bottom).


whose spirits now lie beneath the water that you see today, His stubbornness and creative imagination are concealed in this history. Until Gümüslük Academy was founded by the novelist Latifle Tekin and a few friends, no one else in the thousands of years since his time had the courage to create anything new in Gümüslük, So my greetings to the academy.

Did I really go to Gümüslük As I was saying, you were walking through water up to your knees. Behind was Gümüslük, 20 minutes' drive away from Bodrum. Approaching Gümüslük, just after crossing the ridge at Peksimet with its old windmills, that spectacular vista was suddenly spread before you, A valley of citrus gardens, and beyond the blue sea sprinkled with green islands. Blue, green and white, those ancient colours, were exuberantly mingled, as were the scents which filled the air.




/ Tavsan Adasi, or Rabbit Island, stands guard over approaching (right).

(top). A cool tranquil evening is


Then the winding road carried you down to Gümüslük where the water was so clear that the history which lay beneath it was visible just beneath the surface. You were very young. You did not think of taking off your dark blue clogs. You pulled up your skirt and began to walk through the water to the island so that you could look at Gümüslük from there. You looked, and what you saw was the past looking at the present. As you walked towards Tavsan Adasi through the shallow water concealing ancient walls and breakwaters, you looked out to sea to the horizon, your face turned to the summer breeze blowing from the Northwest. Now close your eyes. The Gümüslük through which you plunged in your red skirt as a fresh young girl, like the game of skimming stones across the surface of the water, is right there.

* Müge Iplicky is a short story writer.

The city wall of ancient

Myndos Tor

 

Myndos Tor in Bodrum

 

Halikarnassos dates from 364 B.C. The 7 km long city wall surrounds the town from the west side of the harbor to Goktepe. Castles at Salmakis to the west and Zephyrion to the east mark the junction of the city wall and the harbor. Although no traces remain of Mylasa Gate, which opened to the east, large portions of Myndos Gate survived intact. Myndos Gate was constructed of two monumental towers at either side


Built on the valley, the western part of the city wall was fortified with towers, these measuring approximately 7x8.5 me-ters at the base. One of the towers of the Myndus gate has come down to the present day in almost its original height. The gate got its name from the antique city of Myndus, located on the extremity of the peninsula. Today it is called Dikdiri.

Arrianus, who has given a detailed description of Alexander's siege of the town mentions that the gate was a Tripillion (three-towered). Of the three towers, built with rectangular blocks of stones the one which once stood in the center has corn-
pletely vanished. Arrianus also writes about the existence of a moat, 15 meters wide and 8 meters deep, in front of gate. Alexander, arriving at Halicarnassus in the fall of 334 B.C., set up his headquarters at the spot called Yoku~ba~i today. His first assault was upon the Mylasa gate of which no trace remains. The attack was repulsed with difficulty by the satrap Oron-tobates and Memnon of Rhodes. A few days later Alexander, with part of his forc-es, at~cked the Myndus gate but was again unsuccessful. He then constructed a wooden bridge over the moat and re-newed the attack on the city. This time, the Macedonians made use of siege tow-ers. The Halicarnassians sallied out and were able to burn down one of the towers and a hand to hand fight followed. The wooden bridge, unable to carry the weight of the dead, collapsed, thus causing the death of still more soldiers from both sides. The fight turned in favour of the Macedonians. The city panicked, and clos-ing the gates too early, caused the death of many of their fellow men who got trapped outside. Having suffered heavy casualties, Orontobates and Memnon re-treated to the two inner castles on the is-land and Salmacis, while sending some of their soldiers on ships to Cos. Alexander ordered the city walls and the city itself to be torn down, with the exception of the palace and the Maussolleion. Not waitin9 for the surrender of the two castles, he left a force of 3000 infantry and 200 cavalry under the command of Ptolemaios, and
marched on to Phrygia.

Although being short of water, the Bodrum peninsula has been inhabited throughout the centruies. Houses of mountain villages along the Bodrum- Turgut Reis highway look like pieces of the traditional Turkish white cheese. The white-washed houses of Bodrum and the surroundings, rising side by side with their flat roofs and beautifully proportioned win-dows, are reflections of the Mediterranean architecture. Garden walls facing narrow streets are decorated with flowers in a multitude of colours.

The Musandira-type is the house built by those who cultivate the land. The en-trance to the house is on the long fa§ade. The fireplace inside is built on the shod wall. This type of house has two sections:
The lower and the upper house. The liv-ing area, called "musandira" is reached wtih a ladder situated next to the entrance of the lower floor, which is used for stor-age purposes. Also, in these houses an apron floor is built inside the upper house.

Water cisterns (Kümbet), scattered all over the area, supply the water demand of the region. The cisterns which look like on the whole, consist of two sections: The domed roof and the part where the rain water, entering from the holes at the base of the dome, collects.

Strabo mentions the existence of eight Lelegian cities on the peninsula. These were: Syangela, Pedasa, Side, Madhasa, Uranium, Telmissus, Termera and Myn-dus, Except for Myndus and Syangela, which were located on the opposite ex-tremities of the peninsula, the inhabitants of the other cities were forced to live in

Halicamassus during the reign of Maussollos. The actual Lelegian city of Myndus which Strabo mentions is not GQmt1~lt1k, but Bozdag, 3 kilometres southeast of this village.
towers, one can see the castle's curtain wall at certain places. Outside the wall, to the southwest of the city, can be seen a few rows of stones, these being the only remains of the Athena temple.
Around the VI. and V. centuries B.C. Pedasa was one of the major cities of the region, but later lost all its importance.



Located on the west side of Bodrum, this is one of the two entrances of the ancient Halicarnassus. It was part of the towns wall
The gate is named after Myndos because it is facing the old place Myndos (Now Gümüslük). The regional name is now 'Diktiri' or 'Dikduru', which means standing straight or upright, because it has survived more than 2.500 years.
According to Arrianus, who was describing this gate and and the stage of siege of Alexander the Great in 334, this gate had originally three towers (that's why it was described as 'Tripollion'). It was also mentioned that in front of the gate was a ditch of 8 meters depth and 15 meters long. The middle part of the gate is destroyed now totally but ruins from the two other parts are still existing and made from huge and heavy square stones.
Tombs were found here and opened by Newton in the last century. They dated back to Hellenistic and Roman times and were made from burned clay.
When Alexander the Great in the autumn of 334 BC came to Halikarnassos, he was having his headquater somewhere around here. His first attack was towards the Milas gate, which is not more existing nowadays, but he could'nt make it. On the Halicarnassus side were fighting the Persian generals Oronbates and Memnon from Rhodos. After a couple of days he was trying it with the Myndos gate, again there was a lot of resistance. Then he was building a wooden bridge over the 8 m. ditch, packed some of his Makedonian soldiers in wooden towers and carried them close to the gate, but Halicarnassus people came out and tried to burn those towers and started fighting, but the bridge collapsed after a while and there was a big panic on both side. Despite there were many of their own warriors outside and killed, the gate was closed and Memnon and Oronbates went to the castle and the harbour and sailed to Kos.
Alexander the Great was conquering the town then and destroying the place all over, just the mausoleum he didn't touch, after that he was going southwards to Phrygia.




Here is a wealth of information about http://www.ericsson.com.tr/ay


 Bodrum selbst, im Altertum  Halikarnassos genannt, ist eine der bekanntesten antiken Staedte in diesem Raum, es wurde bereits 11. Jhrhdrt. vChr. gegründet worden. Unter dem karischen Herrscher  Mausolos (377-353 v. Chr.) erlebte Halikarnassos seine Bütezeit, sein prachtvolles Grab war eines der sieben Weltwunder. Im Mittelalter hatten die Johanniter von Rhodos hier einen Stützpunkt; sie bauten das Kastell, benutzten dafür aber das  Mausoleum als Steinbruch.
Sehenswert sind außerdem das
 Myndos Tor, (ebenfalls aus der Zeit der König Mausolos), jüngst freigelegt von Ericsson und Türkcell, sowie das  Amphi Theater, von dem man bei Sonnenuntergang den besten Blick auf Bodrum hat.

Die nachfolgenden Stätten auf der Bodrum-Halbinsel bergen ein immenses Maß an antiker Geschichte, wurden aber bis heute noch nicht ausgegraben. Daher liegen nur spärliche Angaben über diese antiken Plätze vor.
 PEDASA (GÖKÇELER)
Pedasa war eine lelegische Siedlung im Norden von Bodrum, (von Konacik zu erwandern) und besaß im 6. - 5. Jh. v. Chr. einige Bedeutung, einige Historiker gehen davon aus, daß Pedasa größer und ebenfalls bedeutender war als Halikarnassos. Die Stadt befand sich im Inneren einer Festung, deren Mauern durch Türme verstärkt waren. Der als religiöses Zentrum bedeutende Athenatempel, lag außerhalb der Befestigungsmauern. Die Stadt war von Grabanlagen umgeben. Hier bestattet zu sein galt als Ehre bei den Bewohnern.
 TELMESSOS/ TELMISSOS (GÜRECE)
Die hinter dem Dorf Gürece auf einem Hügel gelegene lelegische Siedlung, könnte das antike Telmissos gewesen sein. Durch seinen Apollo Tempel und seine Weißsagungen berühmt geworden, galt es als wichtiges religiöses Zentrum. Heute ziehen ein Turm auf dem Hügel und vereinzelte Gräber den Blick auf sich.
 TERMERA (ASPAT-ÇIFT KALE)
Antiken Schriftstellern zufolge befand sich Termera gegenüber der Insel Kos. Auf der, als Asarlik Hügel bekannten Erhebung, befinden sich ausser Siedlungsüberresten auch die Ruinen einer Burg. Die Bevölkerung wurde unter Mausolos nach Halikarnassos zwangsumgesiedelt.
 SYANGELA (ALA ZEYTIN)
Diese lelegische Siedlung ist von einer turmbestandenen Befestigungsmauer umgeben. Dort sind aus soliden Steinen errichtete, für den Volksgebrauch bestimmte Gebäude, wie das Stadtrathaus, der Marktplatz und der Heroon-Tempel zu sehen .
 MYNDOS (GÜMÜSLÜK)

Myndos Tor

 

Myndos gate in Bodrum

 

Ursprünglich befand sich die lelegische Siedlung Myndos auf dem Bozberg. Nach der Neugründung durch Mausolos breitete sich das neue Myndos großflächig in Küstennähe aus. Die befestigte Stadt besaß einen gutgeschützten Hafen. Die Ruine einer byzantinischen Kirche und die wellenumspülten Reste eines Turmes sind noch sichtbar. 44 v.Chr. wurde Myndos von den Cäsarmördern Brutus und Cassius als Stabsquartier benutzt.
 THIANGELA
Thiangela ist eine, von Befestigungsmauern umgebene lelegische Stadt. Unter Mausolos wurde die Bevölkerung der umliegenden Siedlungen hier zwangsangesiedelt, die Stadt erhielt einen neuen rechteckigen, geordneten Stadtplan und wurde ausgebaut.
 MADNASA
Madnasa ist eine zwischen Türkbükü und Gölköy gelegene befestigte lelegische Siedlung.
 URANIUM (BURGAZKALE)
Hier sind Befestigungsmauern und zwei Türme vorhanden.
Myndus, Gümüslük in my mind
From Aegean Sun

On a sweltering hot day in July 1990, I spent the last day of my holiday house-hunting around Bodrum and watching the entire male population of a small village (old, young, firm, and infirm) lift our car back onto the road as we teetered over an abyss. We stopped to settle our nerves and thirst at the western tip of the peninsula. One glance around the waterfront was enough... 'Why', I asked outloud, 'haven't we been staying here the last week?' Paradise, as I have written on postcards home every year since, is a place called Giimii~liik.
It isn't the restaurants (although there are more good ones here than you can shake a fish at). It isn't the beaches (despite Blue Flag flying, I still loathe sand) nor is it the discos (because there aren't any...bliss!). It isn't 'Captain' Fevzi's daily boat trips around peaceful offshore islands (though I've been on over 40 such trips in 10 years). It's not even the prevailing winds which make Giimii~liik 5-10 degrees cooler than Bodrum. What makes it so special, then?
It's partly the people. Their warmth, generosity, and cheery hellos turn mundane tasks like shopping into a daily reminder of what community spirit is supposed to mean. (This explains why I grin idiotically at the sullen Co-op cashier when I return horne...in the vain hope that Giimti~liik friendliness might be infectious.) Above all, it's the place itself Despite the encroach-ing housing estates on the hills and valleys behind it, Giimii~liik remains the last unblemished resort on the peninsula. Look at the postcards.. .they haven't changed in 10, maybe 20 years...because they don't have to, and that's be-cause the village is built on the remains of the ancient town of Myndos and thus is protected from development.
Myndos was never more than a small footnote in ancient history, but this adds, rather than detracts from its charm. Although known as the 'sunken city', don't expect an underwater Pompeii. The sea level has risen (or, more accurately, the eastern Mediterranean coast has sunk) probably as much as 7-8 feet since Greco-Roman times, so there are ruins to see around the mar-gins of Giiimii~liik's several bays. And these are the key to what Gtimii~liik has to offer not just archaeology-mad folk like me, but any visitor - the space and time to dream.
Walk over the headland to find the vestiges of the city walls and imagine what Myndos looked like in the 4th century BC, in the time of Mausolos or Alexander the Great.
Wade over to Rabbit Island (which divides Giimfi~lfik's two main bays. ..and does have rabbits on it!) or snorkel over the remains of the ancient harbour wall (7 layers deep) at the tip of the headland, and imagine what the city looked like when two Roman senators (Brutus and Cassius) arrived here in 44 BC, hiding out from Octavian after having killed Julius Caesar.
Then wander over to the knoll on the isthmus between the headland and mainland and see the private baths in the bay to your left and the mosaic floor at your feet - all that remains of what must have been an imposing villa
- and imagine, as I do, a rich, surely rotund and turban-topped Byzantine exporter barking out orders to his minions as they break more amphora than they load onto ships in the bay below.
Or look out to sea and find a small pancake-like island (Yassi Ada) in the distance and see if you can spot the walls remaining from Peter Throckmorton and George Bass's encampments in the early 1960s, and imag-ine their adventures as they define how underwater archaeology should be done amongst the remnants of some seven ships dating back to Roman times wrecked on its hidden reef (one of which is reconstructed in the Bodrum Castle Museum), all of them joined in 1994 by a Lebanese tanker.
Or further north you might make out the two rocks (the Kardak 'islands') over which the Greeks and Turks almost came to blows in the socalled Aegean War of 1996, and imagine the old men lining up their chairs on the water-front for a front-row seat, the TV camera crews haggling with boat owners for trips to the 'war zone', and me sifting on my balcony as the thunderous sound of fighter jets skimming the sea reverberates around the bay.
Or dream your own dream: for that's what Giimii~liik is about - a place to fuel your imagination and nourish your soul. And if you're standing at the bottom of the stairs next to the Giimii~cafe on what is known by a few of us as 'The Cross-Eyed Cat Who Catches Fish' Street, say hello to Botan, Rengin and Mehmet and wave up to me on my balcony.. .and if I wave back, you'll know Giirnii~liik has worked its magic...for, sadly, I'm no longer there.





if you have any suggestions or experiences, please drop us a note


Use Enterprise Translation Server to translate this page into: Spanish | French | Italian | Norwegian | Portuguese


zurück nach oben


Zeus Tempel Labranda

Zeustempel Labranda

 

Iassos Odeon

Iassos

Versende gleich eine Mulimedia Karte von Bodrum
Die Bodrum Postkarte

Dominierend in Bodrum - die Burg

Landmark of Bodrum - the castle

click here for the Blue Cruise

eine weitere Version des Mausoleums

Ieine weitere Version des Mausoleums von Halikarnassos

Free Downloads

 

 

 

Myndus, Gümüslük in my mind
From Aegean Sun
On a sweltering hot day in July 1990, I spent the last day of my holiday house-hunting around Bodrum and watching the entire male population of a small village (old, young, firm, and infirm) lift our car back onto the road as we teetered over an abyss. We stopped to settle our nerves and thirst at the western tip of the peninsula. One glance around the waterfront was enough... 'Why', I asked outloud, 'haven't we been staying here the last week?' Paradise, as I have written on postcards home every year since, is a place called Giimii~liik.
It isn't the restaurants (although there are more good ones here than you can shake a fish at). It isn't the beaches (despite Blue Flag flying, I still loathe sand) nor is it the discos (because there aren't any...bliss!). It isn't 'Captain' Fevzi's daily boat trips around peaceful offshore islands (though I've been on over 40 such trips in 10 years). It's not even the prevailing winds which make Giimii~liik 5-10 degrees cooler than Bodrum. What makes it so special, then?
It's partly the people. Their warmth, generosity, and cheery hellos turn mundane tasks like shopping into a daily reminder of what community spirit is supposed to mean. (This explains why I grin idiotically at the sullen Coop cashier when I return horne...in the vain hope that Giimti~liik friendliness might be infectious.) Above all, it's the place itself Despite the encroaching housing estates on the hills and valleys behind it, Giimii~liik remains the last unblemished resort on the peninsula. Look at the postcards.. .they haven't changed in 10, maybe 20 years...because they don't have to, and that's because the village is built on the remains of the ancient town of Myndos and thus is protected from development.
Myndos was never more than a small footnote in ancient history, but this adds, rather than detracts from its charm. Although known as the 'sunken city', don't expect an underwater Pompeii. The sea level has risen (or, more accurately, the eastern Mediterranean coast has sunk) probably as much as 7-8 feet since Greco-Roman times, so there are ruins to see around the margins of Giiimii~liik's several bays. And these are the key to what Gtimii~liik has to offer not just archaeology-mad folk like me, but any visitor - the space and time to dream.
Walk over the headland to find the vestiges of the city walls and imagine what Myndos looked like in the 4th century BC, in the time of Mausolos or Alexander the Great.
Wade over to Rabbit Island (which divides Giimfi~lfik's two main bays. ..and does have rabbits on it!) or snorkel over the remains of the ancient harbour wall (7 layers deep) at the tip of the headland, and imagine what the city looked like when two Roman senators (Brutus and Cassius) arrived here in 44 BC, hiding out from Octavian after having killed Julius Caesar.
Then wander over to the knoll on the isthmus between the headland and mainland and see the private baths in the bay to your left and the mosaic floor at your feet - all that remains of what must have been an imposing villa
- and imagine, as I do, a rich, surely rotund and turban-topped Byzantine exporter barking out orders to his minions as they break more amphora than they load onto ships in the bay below.
Or look out to sea and find a small pancake-like island (Yassi Ada) in the distance and see if you can spot the walls remaining from Peter Throckmorton and George Bass's encampments in the early 1960s, and imagine their adventures as they define how underwater archaeology should be done amongst the remnants of some seven ships dating back to Roman times wrecked on its hidden reef (one of which is reconstructed in the Bodrum Castle Museum), all of them joined in 1994 by a Lebanese tanker.
Or further north you might make out the two rocks (the Kardak 'islands') over which the Greeks and Turks almost came to blows in the socalled Aegean War of 1996, and imagine the old men lining up their chairs on the waterfront for a front-row seat, the TV camera crews haggling with boat owners for trips to the 'war zone', and me sifting on my balcony as the thunderous sound of fighter jets skimming the sea reverberates around the bay.
Or dream your own dream: for that's what Giimii~liik is about - a place to fuel your imagination and nourish your soul. And if you're standing at the bottom of the stairs next to the Giimii~cafe on what is known by a few of us as 'The Cross-Eyed Cat Who Catches Fish' Street, say hello to Botan, Rengin and Mehmet and wave up to me on my balcony.. .and if I wave back, you'll know Giirnii~liik has worked its magic...for, sadly, I'm no longer there.

-


MYNDUS


Myndus like the rest of the lelegian cit-ies, has not been excavated. For this rea-son, we do not have detailed information about the city. The Classical Age Myndus, frequently mentioned by writers of antiqui-ty, was founded by Maussollos. Easy to reach, it is worth seeing. The major re-mains which can be seen are: Parts of the city wall, the antique break-water and re-mains of its tower-both immersed in the sea today, a church of Byzantine period and the remainder of a wall which was once thought to be Lelegian. Not even a trace of the stadium and the theatre, men-tioned by writers of the past century, re-mains today. When the surroundings are observed carefully, columns covered with earth, traces of mosaics and ceramic piec-es can be seen scattered around almost everywhere. The city of Myndus, once sieged unsuccessfully by Alexander the Great, today is a pleaseant fishing village.

After the defeat of Orontobates and Memnon, the city fell into the hands of Alexander's generals. This happened one year after the attempt by Alexander himself, Under the rule of the Ptolemaios in the III. century B.C., the city regained its independence in 197 B.C. and was able to mint her own coins after this date. In 44 B.C., Cassius and Brutus, the murder-ers of Caesar, made the city their head-quarters. Under the Roman empire it was in economic decline. Being a wine produc-tion center in antiquity. Myndus wine was mixed with sea water. This tradition, oh-sewed in other regions during antiquity also, was thought to be healthy for the stomach. Today, Myndus (Gümüslük), isPreserving a priceless cultural treasure
This project, which was made possible by the support of Ericsson and Turkcell, aims to restore the ancient city wall of Bodrum, known in antiquity as Halikarnassos, with particular attention to Myndos Gate and the Ottoman Tower, Landscaping and lighting has made the walls accesible to the public. Restoration is an important step in appreciating an preserving the heritage of this important
historical site.

Adding new dimensions to the history of the city
The second step of the project calls for the restoration of Ottoman Tower on the west side of harbor, which had been built to protect a shipyard. The project, timed to coincide with the 700th anniversary of Ottoman Empire, aims to restore the mosaic floor near the tower and open it to public view.



zurück nach oben


 

auf diesem zeitgenössischem Stich sieht man die in die Mauern eigelassenen Friese des Mausoleums

auf diesem zeitgenössischen Stich sieht man die in die Mauern eigelassenen Friese des Mausoleums

click here for the Blue Cruise

 DuMont Extra: Bodrum &
 Marmaris
 DM 12,90

General information | Bodrum | Surroundings | Activities | Freebies & offers | Various things | Contact


© copyright and design by Pixelwork Bodrum 2000 - 2012