The beehive houses the town is famous for. Many are still used for storage and other purposes, but people live in more modern houses. Some of the beehive houses are open to tourists, and they're surprisingly cool inside, despite the midday desert heat outside. After wandering the town, I stopped at a small store on the main street to get a drink and was invited for tea by the local storekeepers. We did our best to chat for about an hour, though with Arabic as their first language and Kurdish and Turkish as their second languages, their English wasn't much better than my Turkish, but they were very interested in trying and seemed quite happy that I spent some time with them. For me it was fun to get to know some of the local people. From here I took a short detour down to Akçakale, a town that more or less straddles the border with Syria, the thrid seen-but-not-visited country. I've heard it's beautiful, but this wasn't a good time.