With such a lovely day forecast (and self evident), we decided to make the long drive to the end of the peninsula on this first full day, and it was a good choice.  We had beautiful panoramas all along the drive, and a narrow little hillside village where we could barely squeeze the car through the main (and only) street.  Then the Knidos site, which was like so many, nearly deserted, again likely due to the terribly narrow last stretch of road getting there and its remote location.  Somewhat like Troy, Knidos owed its prominence in ancient times to the fact that, at the tip of a peninsula where prevailing winds came from both sides, it had two harbors (one on each side) where sailing ships could wait out a change to a more favorable wind and then move on.  In fact, St. Paul was laid over here for several days on his way back to Rome for trial.

The site is not huge, but has the standard amphitheater, agora, and assorted temples, as well as a sundial from the 4^th century B.C.  One of its temples, in honor of Aphrodite, was round (somewhat unusual), with the lower section and steps made of marble that have survived even earthquakes quite well, but the upper portions made of a softer local stone that has crumbled into a rock pile.  We had a drink (Coke, rather than beer due to the vigilant eyes of site security) overlooking the northern harbor area, wishing we had our entire picnic lunch which was in fact bread and cheese for a healthy change.  We had to settle for that a little later back down the road.  Returning to Datça, we had a quiet dinner again at the same restaurant along the harbor front (because the restaurant we were looking for was not really open for the season yet) and Phyllis even found a mocha.  The day worked out just as we had hoped.