Yasin's Place Backpackers Cave Hostel

The underground cave, although slightly damp, made you feel as if every night was some sort of step back into time. The woolen blankets, the cold stone walls and the utter darkness furthered this sense of theatre. As the sun rises, you feel none of its warmth, but are cocooned in the cool of the cave. The smell of breakfast wafts in at around 8 or 9 and as you ascend the steps into the sunlight, and the rays finally hit you, your mind fills with the thought; I'm in Goreme, its beautiful.... Yasins place furthered the natural beauty of the town, from the little boy who serves the breakfast to the american women who runs the hostel all the staff are extremely friendly and hospitable.