Ontur Hotel Izmir
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- Shuttle bus service
- Continental Breakfast
- Swimming pool
- Room service
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We took a short flight from Istanbul to Izmir, another city (the 3rd largest city in Turkey). Oscar was there awaiting our arrival and next thing we knew we were off to a small town called Alaçatı. This small area was covered in cobblestones and was scattered with cafés, shops, and apartments, and restaurants. Oscar took us there to see a different view of Turkey and not just all cities such as Istanbul and Izmir. Next Oscar took us to ...
... sunshine coloured oranges, apricots and peaches – a lively splash of colour against the rather scrubby and dreary vegetation. When we stopped for a stretch of legs and toilet break, Keith bought a goblet of pomegranate juice to try. It tasted rather like Ribena, the cordial we used to give our children when little. The cruise rep who has accompanied us on a number of tours noticed some of the vendors of local wares talking about her. Unbeknown to them ...
... hide and seek field in the world, with so many holes to weave into, such as the Selime Church.
The next stop was no way bed as fascinating, as it was an onyx factory, where we witnessed the process of designing and pressing it. Supposedly this place is famous for its' zootenite (Turkish) family stone, which changes color in the light.
The final stop was at Pigeon Valley, where we watched the sun start to set over this incredible valley of stone teepees.
... our choice to pile the while family into a car.......this has been a long family vacation ;-) But it was actually an incredibly beautiful drive along the Peloponnesus and the kids loved it. We had winding roads along the coast and through mountains and Nikos was an awesome driver. He spoke a little english and we had some lively conversations with me translating to Dan about the economy, the EU and the history of Greece. We think ...
... of a sudden the main room lights dimmed and Turkish music started blasting in time with the strobe light. A female model stood with her back to us dressed in a leather jacket and with a flurish spun on her heal and strutted that catwalk like her life depended on it. I glanced at the others in our group and we all sat there with smirks on our faces as we tried to stifle our laughter and take the show seriously but it was impossible especially when more models ...