By climbing the Nemrud Dag, a great wish comes true.
By car I drive on wild romantic, winding road and through small villages. The higher I go it gets foggy, there is high snow and it is raining. I come to a mountain lodge and the last piece is a climb on foot in heavy rain.
I stand in front of the burial mound (diameter 150 m, hight 50 m) and the big heads made of stone with great enthusiasm. Unfortunately, it is raining a lot and I can not walk around the grave mound of King Antiochus I. (69 - 39 BC).
