Memo Paris Cappadocia

Here, in Cappadocia, in the heart of Turkey, the earth preserves the memory of a flawless feeling. A shower of saffron, sandalwood, and myrrh settles on the skin. Impressive, ancient formations rise like exclamation marks into the sky. Known as "fairy chimneys," these natural columns of soft, fragile rock have been shaped by volcanic eruptions, the passage of time, and the weathering of the elements. They watch over the mountains, craters, plateaus, and gorges, as well as the underground and cave-dwelling cities. The palette of Cappadocia is organic and sensual: white jasmine, ochre benzoin resin, Turkish rose, golden vanilla, and yellow-brown sandalwood. At dusk, a violet iris appears, and then the chimneys secretly open, releasing the caressing scent of flowers, resins, and woods: a message to the stars. A colorful hot air balloon appears on the horizon; the passengers in its basket sail over the diverse facets of the landscape, swept away by its airy, fragrant beauty. The scent of Cappadocia makes this dream come true.