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Aksehir, to the northwest, is known throughout Turkey as the birthplace of the 13th century humorist Nasrettin Hoca, whose mausoleum stands in the town. The 13th century Ulu Mosque and the Altinkale Mescidi are other monuments worth seeing; the Sahip Ata Mausoleum has been converted into the town's museum. On the way south to Beysehir stop at Eflatun Pinar next to the lake to see this unusual Hittite monumental fountain. Several interesting Seljuk buildings are scattered around lovely Beysehir, on the shores of Turkey's third largest lake, Beysehir Lake. Among the monuments are the Esrefoglu Mosque and Medrese, and the Kubad-Abad Summer Palace across the lake. Another medieval palace stands on Kizkalesi Island, opposite the Kubad-Abad palace. Catalhoyuk , 45 km south of Konya, is a fascinating Neolithic site dating from the eight millennium B.C., which makes it one of the world's oldest towns. Archaeologists have determined that holes in the roofs of the mud houses were the entrance doors. Ankara's Museum of Anatolian Civilizations displays the famous temple, mother-goddess figures and Neolithic frescoes from the site. At Ivriz, a Hittite site 168 km east of Konya, you can see one of Turkey's finest neo-Hittite reliefs of a king and fertility god. Nasreddin Hodja is a great and famous folk philosopher whose memory has become a legend. His anecdotes which are verbally transmitted at everywhere where Turkish is spoken is popular among all classes and levels of people. They also were transmitted to the everyday language of countries which are neighbors of Turkey. Azarbaijan, Clans of Caucasia, Creama and Idil vicinity, Turkistan and the lands of Türkmenistan and Kyrgysistan are among them. The fame of Nasrettin Hoca is slowly spreading all over the world and his anecdotes are being translated into numerous languages. Riding the donkey backwards One day Nasreddin Hodja got on his donkey
the wrong way, facing towards the back. What if it should! One day Hodja was washing his yogurt pot
and pouring yoghurt remained in it into lake. Some people wanted to make
fun of him when they saw him, Ask him! One of his friends asks Hodja: The skill of turban A man brought a letter to the Hodja: My word or the word of my donkey One day the Hodja answered a knock at his
door and found that it was one of his neighbours, whom disliked particularly.
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