Hotel Feye Pinara
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- Tennis Court
- Swimming pool
- Smoking rooms available
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Just a short haul. 1.5 hours. A low coastline drive until its not. Pine trees and beehives by the dozens. Roads a bit steep in places but the driver, who looks like the character Louis Litt from 'Suits' and is just as anal - drives with great care, always confidence inspiring. Dropping down into Marmaris reveals blue water, a para glider, hotel lines and sand. The main drag is reminiscent ...
Our Captain described Mamaris as having one of the seven best natural harbours in the world. He was right - a circular enclosed bay, surrounded by treed mountains, a fjord. Due to its beauty, and sheltered anchorage, it is the winter home for many Mediterranean sailing ships. Beautiful sailboats from all over the world, plus many mahogany sailboats in the Turkish style (high pointed bows). It reminded us of the Cook Straight in NZ as you enter South Island and sail along ...
... Having at least three trades people on Millie at once, and constantly, all vying for Jacques attention.... the best thing for me to do is jump ship. I grabbed my camera, and off I went to see what I could see. This is a huge Marina, and yet has a very personal feel to it. I loved just looking around. Walking on the different docks, and looking at all the boats, and where they are from is a fascinating past-time. I also noticed ...
... we have seen with sand. No one is allowed to walk on sand, place towel on sand or remove sand... Lucky are we in Oz. We finish our last night at sea, head into the Bodrum marina and sadly eat our farewell dinner:( Anyway off to Cappadocia ...
... rang. It was Phillipe, here to take Jacques to Marmaris, to pick up a rental car. He is taking Marina and I to the airport tomorrow morning. Anyhow -- Jacques was gone, leaving Marina and I to finish off the meatballs, and enjoy our spritzers before siesta. During siesta -- I continued methodically packing my suitcases -- not wanting to leave it all until tomorrow. I was surprised that gathering up all my stuff, and stowing it in the perfect spot in my luggage did not take ...