The table - laden with creamy cheeses, herhed olives and gold-rimmed glasses of tea - sits atop a rich kilim, the vista of the region's famous volcanic rock formations stretching out into the horizon behind them.
Göreme, 6am: a time when the call to prayer is supposed to echo throughout the valley, yet all that can be heard on the terrace of Tekkaya Cave Hotel are the anguished cries of influencers. “Well what am I supposed to do with this now that it’s raining and the hot-air balloons have been cancelled?” a lady in the time-honoured Instagram uniform of a fedora and knotted shirt laments beside me as she points at the beautifully styled Turkish breakfast spread the hotel has organised for her would-be photo shoot.
The table - laden with creamy cheeses, herbed olives and gold-rimmed glasses of tea - sits atop a rich kilim, the vista of the region’s famous volcanic rock formations stretching out into the horizon behind them.
“Don’t worry babe,” her
