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... just like being at home! Apart from the temples carved into the cliffs dating back to 400BC. We got onto a boat to travel down the river delta, it was spooky (or was to me as I was the only one who had seen Apocalypse Now). If I had heard choppers I would have been diving for cover. We had another swim (and a body surf!) at the river mouth before a beautiful lunch and a memorable visit to the thermal baths. The ritual was: step into the mud pool, extract a huge pile of ...
... to separate destinations.”
“They say there's a heaven for those who will wait.
Some say it's better, but I say it ain't.
I'd rather laugh with the sinners than cry with the saints,
the sinners are much more fun.”
Marmaris is a port town and tourist resort on the Mediterranean coast, located ...
We had a morning tour Sue and Darren - a lovely couple who are not about religion and are well travelled and down to earth. We had a great day with them and wish now we were doing the Holy Land with them as they have a car and driver and space for two more......... We were on our way by 0830 and into the old town to see a bit of it before it was closed down to traffic. name the sites stopped pottery - name of vessel lindros lunch walk about white ...
We were unexpectedly able to dock rather than tender in this port. After breakfast we headed up the path towards the cave and the monastery of St. John. I was a bit of a reluctant participant but Joey was walking regardless. I had spoken to the tour desk before leaving and they indicated that the path did not go all the way to Chora. She did give me directions to the lower half of the path. As we left the port we walked up the street facing the gate and before the ...
... during which the coach thermometer showed it dropped from 29 to 21 degrees. There was the obligatory cafe stop which added at least 25 minutes to the journey. Barry came back to the coach though with a Turkish Eye for me.
No rep at the hotel or on the coach, just a CD the driver played as we approached the airport.
Unloaded in the rain, under cover but I think more of a sun shade than roof!
Inside one long queue followed another. A ...