Next, we went to Milletus, the most unlucky city ever – no matter who they supported (Persians, Greeks, anyone), their side always lost. Always. When we went, there were very few visitors once again, and much of the site had been destroyed by the Turks or earthquakes and now is primarily fields of wildflowers. And it was clear and sunny with a cool breeze as we meandered through fields of ancient ruins and flowers. The poet in me was experiencing euphoria. Also the museum on site is usually closed on Mondays, but Goebel made a few calls and got it open just for us! Woot woot! This was another city with an Egyptian temple to Serapis for its visitors. Very cool and avant-garde.