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... them to eat the dead skin. It does sound really yukky but it felt fine – little tickles and certainly our feet felt smoother afterwards. A further little walk, then lunch and then another walk. We are finding the vendors initially assertive but once it is clear that we don't wish to make a purchase they are actually really friendly – especially to Craig. It is a very MALE population but also secular with strong women.
... Russian mafia come up here to eliminate the competition?
On the way back down we ride through a narrow ravine. There is an old stone arched bridge and another strange restaurant built out over the ravine stream supported on very fragile looking poles.
Another trip down to the wifi cafe for cappuccino rounds out the day. Tomorrow we head north back towards Greece.
... I go further into the town to find a cafe with wifi so I can catch up on the blog. Kemer is busy and up market. There are a lot of Russian accents around.
In the evening we ride out to an extraordinary restaurant known to Karl-Heinz. It is high up in the mountain and built up into and around ...
... trip, they met again about a year ago. Rachel noticed that Tim was "all grown up". Sparks, fireworks, yadda-yadda-yadda, and they decided to start a long distance relationship.
One year later, they are travelling the world for about 8 months. And after that? That’s the big question. You could write a romantic comedy about this stuff.
Natasha here, in Olympos.
It took us a bit of time to find the charm of this place. We arrived just as it started to rain, which promptly shifted to a solid pour, complete with rolling thunder, effectively turning the single dirt road running through the 'town' into a red muddy sloppy mess. Our flip flops flicked mud up the backs of our legs staining our clothes. There was no real view to be had, as across the street was a high mountain, or maybe a ...