In the era of jets, it is novel to be afloat in a hot air balloon. As the final blast of propane from the burner pushed the envelope of the balloon skywards, and my lighter-than-air aircraft lifted off the ground, a small squeal escaped from my six co-passengers. Dangling in an open-air wicker basket held buoyant by an air-filled larger-than-life balloon calling the shots, was understandably unnerving. Equally, if not more, unusual was the landscape that was to unfold beneath us. Situated in the Anatolian region of central Turkey, Cappadocia is fantasyland. In the sweep of its Tolkienesque valleys, honeycombed hills, pigeon houses and the strangest of naturally-eroded rock formations lie millennia-old geological phenomena resulting from volcanic eruptions and erosion.







