My wife and I, along with two long-time friends, spent 8 days here as part of our 50th wedding anniversary celebrations. We were somewhat anxious on arrival. The bus from Konya dropped us on the hiway with our six suitcases. In a small "convenience" shop on the other side of the road, we found an accommodating woman who, via our sign-language, understood that we wanted a taxi and she phoned one. The taxi came and the driver seemed to understand that we wanted to be taken to someone named Kamal. He dropped us at the street side among some shops, made a phone call on his cell phone and told us to wait. Soon a small man who spoke no English came and took our two largest suit cases and began dragging them down a steep cobbled very bumpy roadway and we followed with the remaining four. After about 50 meters he turned off this onto another steep inclined path that became gravelly and somewhat slippery. In about 50 more meters we arrived at the Yvonne’s Cavehouse door. Sucri, the small man, began to show us around while three others, of whom one was his wife, hastily completed the cleaning. Sucri took us up the stairs to the second floor and then to the top floor terrace. The stairs are somewhat uneven and difficult, adding to our anxiety, but arriving at the top, our anxieties melted as we looked across to the breath-taking view from Uchisar's heights across the valley to Goreme and Erciyes mountain. The view is truly spectacular and worth getting up early to see the sunrise and to watch for evenings when the mist clears and Erciyes mountain appears in the sunset.
The house has many rooms which, as should be expected, are not laid out in any sort of modern North American or European style. We moved some furniture to organize the space to suit our needs. We took our breakfasts and any home meals on the terrace most days and found the absence of any kind of cooking unit an inconvenience. Fortunately we could move the coffee maker to the terrace.
The low doorways were a problem for our men; head-bump-free days only began on the fifth day. One of our party is bothered with arthritis and climbing the cavehouse stairs several times a day was difficult, as was the climb up the path and roadway leading from the house into the town. We would have appreciated having the person Kamal, given as our contact, showing some interest in our presence, but in fact, he never did. Sucri wanted to be helpful but he spoke no English and could give no advice about the house. Most helpful was Susan who lives up the path from Yvonne’s; she is a long-time resident and was generous with advice and friendship and helped us get access to the internet. On two mornings the water was cut off in the town and we spent an anxious hour finding out that it wasn’t the plumbing in the house but general throughout the town. On the last evening the power was out when we arrived home and we wondered how we would get packed up and out early the next morning to catch our flight. In both cases Sucre was some help in assuring us the situation would be resolved shortly.
Despite these difficulties, we thoroughly enjoyed our stay in Uchisar and formed the opinion that, for us, staying in Uchisar was the best place from which to experience Cappadokya and the view from Yvonne’s terrace is wonderful.