Leaving Alanya, roman ruins and the joys of getting lost

We finally made it out of Alanya, getting a late start with Mina unhappily strapped into her little car chair and screaming about it.
Our first stop was a roman stadium, very well preserved from 200AD. We sat high up on stone benches originally used for the kings family and Mina had a surreptitious snack. K made sure to point out where the hungry lions were let out to kill the Christians. Apparently the prominent business men and nobles sat in the first 2 rows and so were most likely to be eaten if the lions ran amok. Perhaps with the "occupy wall street" thing this could be re-instituted?
A Turkish man proposed to his girlfriend while we were sitting there, yelling up from the middle row to the top--she said yes and everyone who spoke Turkish clapped.
Some hot and crabby camels were in the parking lots for rides--I would not allow k to take a ride with Mina.
Then we drove and drove looking for some hotel with little tree houses--we went miles down a windy dirt road only to find it was the wrong road and ended up staying in a fantastic little pansiyon right on the Mediterranean surrounded by mountains--the last photo is the view from our balcony, we are in the middle of an orchard of orange and lemon trees. I took a bunch of photos of the layers of clouds and mountains.
Mina is starting to get better, less fevers although her nose is all stuffy. We torture her several times a day by holding all her limbs and pouring vile smelling medicine down her throat while squeezing her cheeks so she swallows.