Ata Park Fethiye

... of rain out of the canvas coverings some of the stalls.. When the rain lightened we made a break for the main road and caught a dolmus back to our hostel before it started to pour down again... It rained for most of the night and morning and because we were inbetween the harbour and the base of a mountain the sound of the thunder echoed brilliantly around us, long after the lightening had flashed...<br>The poor weather ...

(Engl&#305;sh follows)<br><br>Ou&#305;, imaginez-vous donc qu'on est alles fa&#305;re du paraglyd&#305;ng a part&#305;r de 7 000 p&#305;eds dans la montagne. C'est s&#305;mple... surtout pour mo&#305; (Jean) qu&#305; a&#305; peur des hauteurs... on nous attache a une sorte de gros parachute... on a un gu&#305;de avec nous... on cour sur le sommet de la ...

... never see sun, because they sure don't know how to dress for it. We tried not to take too many pictures of saggy tank tops and fanny packs. But it turned out to be the best beach on our trip so far, with warm, salty waters and beautiful views.<br>That night, we had the best meal of the trip so far. Fethiye has a local fish market, where you go pick out your fish (shrimp and sea bass in our case), and then take it ...

(Engl&#305;sh follows) <br>On a qu&#305;tte Faralya apres 1 ple&#305;ne journee,,, et la on a fa&#305;t une journee double parce qu,&#305;l n,y ava&#305;t aucun endro&#305;t pour dorm&#305;r! OUFFF.... on a monte, et monte, et monte... La vue est extraord&#305;na&#305;re!!! Apres un superbe arret (en bas) sur la plage Kabak pour 1 heure et... on a remonte dans la montagne jusqu,a 7h le so&#305;r en 'pr&#305;ant' qu ...

... a bush on the beach, the only shade we could find, until at 5 our ferry taxi was to take us back to town. We had decided the walk down the cliff was enough. We can tell you the ferry taxi back was unbelievably rough, maybe it would have been easier to climb the cliff. <br><br>That night when reaching our hostel we were so exhausted we dropped down into our unexpectedly comfortable beds and were out like lights. <br><br>Tomorrow we head to Rhodes.

... of the truck, which I was almost sure we would fall out of... And though the brochure said the ride up was about 45 minutes, it was more like an hour and 10, so I just couldn't believe how high we were going and I kept thinking we were about to reach the top.<br><br>Because we went early, it was about 9:20 when we jumped off, we were the only ones at the top and we were assured that we could use the top launch spot at around 6500 feet, instead of the one about ...

... a weak read sauce, it&#8217;s not great tasting. That evening we hike up the hill to check out the old Crusader Fort and the Lycian tombs of Telmessos that show up on every postcard. We got some great shots. <br><br>That night we decide to cook some pasta at the pension. Everything is coming along great, then the Italian girls come up to cook their whole fresh fish, fresh veggies and ...

... the sails and lines that reach up into the sky. It is a bazaar feeling to be sitting at small restaurant here. It is just as the movies portray it - only we're IN the movie. We sit outside at a small, cozy table, with dinner plates already set out on a a simple but pleasant table cloth. The sea-breeze gently cools our skin and we are happy to be sitting after walking on the cobblestone streets for the afternoon. Music is playing in the background ...

... shingle. Take turns going in for a swim, but can't believe how cold the water is. It has warm patches, so conclude that there is frigid fresh water filtering through the shingle, or coming up as springs. As it is too cold for more than a dip, walk through the outrunning fresh water from the creek, and along to the south end of the beach for photos, and possibly another swim, although there are cold, fresh water springs on the beach at ...

... but please don't. So anyway, I checked into a hotel on the side of a cliff (hoping that Turkish architects are the best in the world) and went for a wander. After half an hour and 15 cries of "How's it going mate" in Strangled Cockney from the Dick Van Dyke Authentic Accent Experience, I got fed up and planned my escape. Next morning I woke up, bounded out of bed ready for whatever the day could throw at me, and found I was covered from head ...