Walk through Tarsus and remember that the stone under your feet is older than you are. There's a waterfall rushing on one side and the Çukurova heat pressing in on the other; loop through the old city's narrow streets and you'll still end up standing there thinking, okay, now what? Squeezed between Mersin and Adana, this district has built its own mood in both their shadows. Nobody's in a hurry here — there's no reason to be. If the decision isn't yours, roll the dice and let Tarsus make it for you.