A river that empties into the Black Sea at one end of Istanbul is a source of inspiration to visitors!

The dragonflies have folded their wings and departed. Likewise the summer crowds that filled the beach. At the first sign of the autumn sun, the sea turtles happily climb the trunks of the dead trees poking out of the water. The trees along the banks of the Göksu have long since started singing their autumn song. But the leaves are still holding out, not turning yellow. For they know that the river that gives them life will also nourish their roots in winter. As the Black Sea prepares for new storms, a hush falls over the banks of the Göksu, which was born to join it. The first thing that caught my attention when I went to Agva was the contrast in the terrain here. On one side the tempestuous Black Sea’s foam-spewing waves; on the other a quietly flowing green river, the Göksu.