It snowed. Most of it has melted away again, but in the fields around the village of Ortahisar, the snow still sparkles. Even in the middle of the night. I look up and see the moon is full. I turn around on the back seat of the car I’m in to take a better look. Then we turn a corner and Erciyes comes into sight, one of Turkey’s highest mountains. It rises above the plateau of central Anatolia. I’ve seen Erciyes in so many beautiful ways. In summer with the sun going down, in fall with clouds hanging around it, on hot August days still holding on to the last bits of snow. But Erciyes in the middle of a bright cold winter night covered in a fresh layer of snow, lighting up under the full moon… Sorry, I was speechless, go and see it yourself one day.