A nighttime view of the main square in Kaș (pronounced KASH). The place comes alive at night, though it’s still hot enough that I thank Mr. Carrier every bedtime for inventing modern electric air conditioning. There’s a cute pedestrianized area, filled with salespeople and restaurant touts, but also real villagers eating real fish sandwiches (and we think we’ve found where they get them, a small fry-up right next to a big fish market on the older town square).
After the population exchange between Greece and Turkey in 1923, Kaș, being a Greek town, was emptied out. Things stayed sleepy until British and German tourists discovered it in the 1990’s. Now it’s firmly on the tourist trail, though still a bit away from it all thanks to the twisty highways over sheer cliffs.
