So until around 3 PM, the boat enjoyed a very lazy morning and early afternoon. After once again enjoying a night with a little too much alcohol, we spend the morning writing, eating, swimming, and napping – no obligations or pressures or any kind, no schedule or hiking, just writing and eating and swimming and napping. ‘Twas marvelous. At 3:30 (when I woke up from a great nap), we docked ashore and visited a few Lycian cities via bus tour. First we went to Xanthos, the original capital of Lycia. Now a world heritage site, Xanthos was a booming city full of fiercely independent and democratic people with a unique written language that was originally mistaken as Greek, a matriarchal hierarchy, and a form of art unlike that of the neighbors or Greeks or Romans. Xanthos was also the home of two mass suicides, the latter of which I discuss in an excerpt from a longer monologue I wrote on the next page. In the second of the two, the three highest men of the Roman empire wer eprepareing for war against each other for the peace agreement among them was wearing thin. Brutus (yeah, the same one who killed Caesar) asked the Lycians for men to fight alongside him. Extremely independent and fearful of the losing their currency, democracy, and autonomy, they refused. Brutus sent Roman foces to gather up men against their will, and rather than fight of surrender, the Lycian soldiers assembled in a building and lit it on fire, knowing that their dead bodies would be of no use to Brutus. Anyways, the sarcophagus on the previous page has a sculpture on the top showing a man and his wife who have been deified because of their wealth and charity, and are now being fed by the sirens. After that, we visited Patara, the capital of Lycia in the Roman period. Much larger and with more surviving infrastructure than Xanthos, Patara entertained such a large native population and visiting constituency that it had four enormous Roman baths, such as the one shown in the polaroid on the page before this. Now, the palm trees in the right of the frame make for an interesting story. Patara and Delphi (a city we’ll visit later and most famous for its oracle) fought over which city was the birthplace of Apollo. According to the legend, he was born near a pond surrounded by palm trees. So when this bath was being constructed, they added these elements artificially to aid their side of the story.