396 JOUKNEYS IN KURDISTAN LETTER xxxv

The valley opened, there was a low grassy hill, beyond
it, broad yellow sands on which the "stormy Euxine"
thundered in long creamy surges, and creeping up the
sides of a wooded headland, among luxuriant vegetation,
the well-built, brightly-coloured, red-roofed houses of the
eastern suburb of Trebizond, the ancient Trapezus.1 It was
the journey's end, yet such is the magic charm of Asia
that I would willingly have turned back at that moment
to the snowy plateaux of Armenia and the savage moun-
tains of Kurdistan. I. L. B.

1 The itineraries will be found in Appendix B.