Golden Sunset Turgutreis

... they had when we last met) who we hadn’t seen for a couple of years when we were all gale bound in Ermoupolis on the island of Syros. Naturally we invited them across for a drink. Just prior to them appearing ‘Caladh’ slid into the berth next door to us with Richard and June having just finished their cruising season who, likewise, hadn’t met up with Steve, Anna and family for some time. As a result a memorable get together ensued.
Kos Town, Dodecanese, Greece chickensafloat

... und die Notwendigkeit zum Verlassen der Hotelanlage immer geringer wird?

Es war durchweg sonniges und warmes Wetter, aber es ist bereits Herbst. Wie mag es im Sommer, bei Klimawandel werden - lässt es sich dann noch unter einem Sonnenschirm aushalten? Ansonsten bleiben dann die Touristen weg, denn Pools und Imbissbuden stehen dann weiter im Norden.

Aber vielleicht ist das weder ein Verlust, noch interessiert es die eigentlichen Bewohner der Insel.

... durch das lose Geröll den Fußmarsch lohnen? Ich werde es heute nicht erfahren, sondern genieße auf halbem Wege, den fast Menschenleeren Strand mit kristallklarem Wasser ohne Seegrashaufen. Es gibt zwar keinen Sand, sondern mit Kieseln durchsetztes dunkelgraues Granulat, aber darauf liegt es sich genauso gut.
Das Wasser ist angenehm temperiert und es gibt keine kostenpflichtigen Schirme und Sonnenliegen.

... warum das Ehepaar neben mir denn nur 20 Euro zahlen müsse lautet die Antwort: "Special Price", denn sie wären von Ihr** Reisegruppe - das Ehepaar spricht all**dings Deutsch und von ein** Reisegruppe wissen sie nichts;-)
Am Ticketschalt** bezahlt man dann nochmals Passkontrollsteu**. Auf dem Beleg steht 3 Euro, v**langt w**den 4,20 Euro, mangels Kleingeld w**den es 4 Euro - int**essante Rechnung.
Muß man Bodrum gesehen haben? Die Festung ...

Im Flieger: Lallen statt Bordservice.
Im Bus: Geht noch billiger.
Im Hotel: Ein Appartement über zwei Etagen, halsbrecherische Wendeltreppe, viel zu warm und mit Brumm- und Plätschergeräuschen - Direktanschluss an den Swimmingpool - na danke-
In der Nacht: Schlaflosigkeit, ein Zimmer, das den Schlaf raubt, aber die Oropax sind daheim geblieben.
Erst am Morgen ...

... stocked with beautiful brass artifacts. Right away I was invited into the store for a cup of hot apple tea, served in small glass cups. The Turkish people seemed so friendly and what a nice gesture! Hot apple tea was served in almost every store.
While walking I noticed large bunches of Saffron, hanging to dry from the balconies above the street - gorgeous red contrast to the pale chalky buildings.

Hunger crept up on me from smelling the ...

... to stay in Kos, but us three girls made such an impression on him that he decided to come to Bodrum with us.

The McDonalds on Kos was rumored to be open, we were very excited. Turns out it was actually closed, so we had to settle for Breakfast from a pastry shop. Matt had already bought his ferry ticket to Bodrum online for 30 euros. Evan, Kelly, Sarah, and Brittany walked around the port looking for ferries and found boat that was willing to take us to Bodrum for 15 euros ...

... transactıon feelıng lıke I have been taken advantage of. I hate havıng the 'I should have saıd...' conversatıons with myself 14 tımes before lunch. Just tell me what ıt costs and I wıll tell you ıf I want to buy ıt. Sheesh.



2) Breakfast coffee. Turkısh people drınk Turkısh coffee after dınner as a dıgestıve. Mornı ...

The good thıng about a tour lıke the one we just fınıshed ıs that ıt ıs INCREDIBLY effıcıent. We got to see more of the hıghlıghts of Turkey ın two weeks than I could have ımagıned, and we got to see ıt wıth two guıdes wıth extensıve knowldege and passıon about theır country, who were capable of ...

... cove for a half an hour dip. We will not lie and tell you the water was blissfully warm, or that the shore was the very picture of beachy beauty, because neither are true. The water had a good chill to it - one was well advised to keep moving if one didn't want to get too cold - and the shoreline was rocky, covered in the typically dry, chalky white clay soil we associate with the Med on which it seems nothing could possibly grow except, of course, the myriad olive ...