Çukurova (Turkish pronunciation: [tʃukuɾova]), historically known as Cilicia, is a geo-cultural region in south-central Turkey, covering the provinces of Mersin, Adana, Osmaniye and Hatay. With a population of almost 6 million, it is one of the largest population concentrations in Turkey.
Çukurova in Turkish means roughly "Low Plain", çukur for "hollow, depression, ", ova for "plains". The region starts from Anamur at the west, extending east along the Mediterranean, stretching as far north as Tufanbeyli, wrapping around Gulf of İskenderun, turning south at Erzin and finally terminating at Yayladağı on the border of Syria. The core area is Çukurova plain (formerly Cilicia Pedias), covering the area of Mersin on the west, Kozan on the north, Osmaniye on the east and the Mediterranean on the south. Adana-Mersin Metropolitan Area is the business and cultural center of Çukurova.
Most of the Çukurova region is a large stretch of flat, fertile land which is among the most agriculturally productive areas of the world. Throughout history, Çukurova was a gateway from Europe to the Middle East and, being the shortest access point to the Mediterranean from the northern Middle East and Central Asia, it is a transportation hub, with its two major seaports and oil terminal.
Çukurova is an international construction company based in Istanbul, Turkey, and active in Afghanistan, Libya, Bahrain and other countries. The company trades under the registered name of Çukurova İnşaat (English: Çukurova Construction).
The company's main activities involve drainage systems, highways, and other infrastructure. Approved by NATO they have been involved in a number of reconstruction projects in war-torn Afghanistan including the Sar-e-Haus Dam and the Kabul-Kandahar highway.
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What is wrong
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