A Turkish summer of two moods: the surreal rock valleys of Cappadocia, best met by balloon in the crisp early sky, then the cooling sea breezes and turquoise brilliance of the Antalya coast.

At altitude the valleys resolve into something no photograph prepares you for—fairy chimneys, carved dwellings, the whole eroded plateau turning gold as the sun clears the ridge. Below, cave hotels and underground cities go back millennia.

The passage between them is arranged in privacy, the days set to your rhythm and a table composed around your preferences. Wonder and sea are held within a single refined journey, neither rushed to make room for the other.