Lately, you’ve been thinking: there’s a lot to love about monks.
They chant. They sing. They brew crazy beer.
And most importantly, they put together one hell of a hotel.
Welcome to Gamirasu Cave Hotel, a Byzantine 1,000-year-old Turkish monastery transformed into a fully stocked cave hotel, taking reservations now.
Think of this as your chance to live like an 11th-century monk―if only they’d had room service and a more accommodating attitude toward jacuzzis. Your room is a hole carved 230 feet deep into a stony hillside. And as recently as the ’70s, it was occupied by real-life, robe-wearing monks―until they suddenly left the place, presumably to start a spiritual barbershop group.
Outside your quarters, you’ll have a maze of stone tunnels and sun-dappled balconies to explore (three words: tunnel dinner party), and down at the square each night is a whirling dervish dance—a choreographed performance by a local squad of friars. (It’s the Turkish equivalent of You Got Served.)
And if you’re in the mood to get closer to a higher power in the physical sense, the hotel will send you up into the skies in a hot-air balloon―with an aerial view of canyons, fields and the ancient caves surrounding the monastery.
Robe optional.
They chant. They sing. They brew crazy beer.
And most importantly, they put together one hell of a hotel.
Welcome to Gamirasu Cave Hotel, a Byzantine 1,000-year-old Turkish monastery transformed into a fully stocked cave hotel, taking reservations now.
Think of this as your chance to live like an 11th-century monk―if only they’d had room service and a more accommodating attitude toward jacuzzis. Your room is a hole carved 230 feet deep into a stony hillside. And as recently as the ’70s, it was occupied by real-life, robe-wearing monks―until they suddenly left the place, presumably to start a spiritual barbershop group.
Outside your quarters, you’ll have a maze of stone tunnels and sun-dappled balconies to explore (three words: tunnel dinner party), and down at the square each night is a whirling dervish dance—a choreographed performance by a local squad of friars. (It’s the Turkish equivalent of You Got Served.)
And if you’re in the mood to get closer to a higher power in the physical sense, the hotel will send you up into the skies in a hot-air balloon―with an aerial view of canyons, fields and the ancient caves surrounding the monastery.
Robe optional.
