The sky sits low and the mountain sits high in Doğubayazıt, and you're stuck in between. The moment Mount Ararat's shadow falls over town, you start planning an evening but can't figure out where to begin. Wander the old stone walls, walk the quiet streets near the border, or just kill time around the bazaar — it's your call. Altitude's high, wind's sharp, and so is your indecision. Skip the debate and let the dice pick; the mountain isn't going to.