salt lake

I’ve never seen the one in Utah, but I’m guessing it’s not like this. On our way to Cappadocia/Urgup we drove by this enormous salt lake (we drove alongside of it for almost an hour). We were looking for a place to pull over and check it out up close when we came upon the place where everyone stops.

As we walked toward the water, the salt crunched under our bare feet and Calvin pointed out that if you shuffled along you could give yourself a salt scrub. He didn’t heed the lesson of the yellow snow as he commented, “ooh, it’s salty” while we were still walking over the stuff that had turned brown from contact with many, many feet. I explained that he was welcome to taste it, but should probably go for the white stuff instead. Thankfully the salt would have killed any nastiness it came in contact with. (right? right?)

footprints in the salt

Way out the water is still really shallow, ankle deep. The boys were wondering if you could walk all the way across or if it gets deeper way out in the middle. I guess we’ll just have to come back someday and see for ourselves.

  

The boys each picked up a small piece of salt for the road and we headed back to the car. It took an entire bottle of water to rinse the salty haze from our feet and ankles. If they liked this, I can’t wait to see what they think of the Dead Sea.