The next day, I wandered around and visited the Trabzon Castle,
perched high on a rocky cliff. Its layered history unfolded with every
step: Roman foundations, Byzantine walls, Ottoman echoes. The
Upper Town held the acropolis, the Middle Town bustled with
workshops and markets, and the Lower Town kissed the sea. It
wasn’t just a fortress—it was a living city, a Silk Road waypoint, a
testament to imperial ambition.
But as seen from the photos, I lost myself for hours wandering
through the enchanting, narrow cobbled lanes of the old town. Each
twist and turn revealed a delightful surprise; all steeped in history.