It sometimes happens: I’m in a town just to move on to some more important, to me, sight, Antioch in Pisidia (which is on its doorstep). That happened to Yalvaç. In particular when seeing the grand old tree with its teahouses surrounding it in the old heart of town I wished I stayed a bit longer, but much of the town was just modern. I came across two decent mosques, which I visited, and then on I went. My apologies to the people from Yalvaç for this lack of depth in representing their town. Maybe some other time.