Ruins.

So we did as intimated yesterday, and went in search of ruins.  As you may discern, many are not Roman, but are ruins none the less.  Some are just falling down, whilst one could be described as "lion down".  That is how it was lying in the boulder store.
There is much more to see, later, perhaps.
A remarkable aspect of life in Side, is the quality of the feral cats, a sample of which you will find in extras.  The locals, and visitors, look after them, but do not own them. ( Who ever "owned" a cat anyway?)  The ladies are all friendly and accept much-petting-on-the-prom.  The Toms are less approachable.  None appear to be neutered but the population is, apparently, static.
Squeezed in a few hours in the sun either side of lunch.  More Meze. Brill.
PS: One cat appears to be "Manx" .  Whether by breeding or accident, I know not.