Ozcem Apartments Oludeniz

Stayed here for a Week long Holiday after our university exams, nice place good food, it was an all inclusive resort, with fresh salads and cooked breakfast every morning, dinner ranged from barbe-qued fish to roast meats. organised trips down to the beach everyday and trips to the largets market in Fethiye. Also organised trips and tours around Kayakoyu 'the Ghost Town' altogether a fun relaxing trip cheaply organised by Thomas Cook.

... Selcuk... It's a small world in Turkey. We had lunch with some people that Tonielle had met in the hostel the night before and I got a taste of how different Fethiye is to the rest of Turkey. This is where the gulet (boat) tours usually start and finish as well as having a massive harbour for island tours - there is just a different type of tourist that comes through here and as a result the prices as twice the value of ...

... jusque dans la falaıse... lorsque les pıeds ne touchent plus a terre... tu voles pour 30-40 mınutes. Oooofffff! La vue etaıt ımprenable maıs la tensıon dıffıcıle a supporter et les pırouettes pour descendre graduellement assez fortes pour causer de bonnes nausees. Quelle experıence folle ... a ne ...

... must not have been named for the color of the island (it was green) but for the color of your skin once you get there! We had a great time, even though we were sunburned by the time we got home.
That night we had a relaxing dinner at Pasha Kepab, supposedly the best Kebabs around. They were pretty damn good.
Tomorrow, we leaved for Rhodes and then Santorini! Turkey (and the Turkish Lira) has been good to us.

Strange how everything seems so familiar, we even seem to know our way around. Oh now we understand we were here 61 days ago. It is good to see that we have been travelling for the last couple of months and haven't even made any ground. We have just been doing a big circle.

We made our way to the city center, dropped off our bags and went straight away to find out the ferries to Rhodes. Unfortunately there are no ferries on Sunday, the next ...

... identified us as her friends. Ummm, no. Anyway, after dinner, she returned from the washroom and having not let it go, proceeded to press him on the issues while standing near the entrance to the restaurant. She was causing a scene. Surely potential customers continued on. We were embarrassed. As I paid, I apologized to the older fellow at the bar and tried to explain that she wasn't really with us 'if you know ...

... stop was Gallipoli. For the battlefields we had a local guide, Captain Ali. This guy is a legend, he was really into the history and the way the war was fought 'cleanly' by both sides. They even have the remains of some of the 90 year old trenches, much eroded of course. Troy and Pergamon were two ancient cities we toured the next day. There wasn't so much of Troy (versions I to VIII) left standing, but Pergamon has a partially reconstructed temple and the steepest ampitheatre in the ...

... is Turkey's principal holiday resort. Dinner and overnight in Antalya. DAY 2 : After breakfast, cruising to Kemer, where you'll have lunch and time to swim. Stop in Uçadalar, with it's few rare sea foxes. Further to Olympos, visit of the ancient city, hidden, overgrown and hardly touched. Swim near the beautiful beach. Dinner and overnight in the bay of Adrasan. DAY 3 : Sailing to Demre, visit of the ruins of Myra (Lycian rock tombs & ancient theater) and the ...

... on crystal clear waters in every shade of blue and green is rewarding and satisfying. This is a holiday to remember ! Gullet The traditional wooden yachts are built mainly in Bodrum and other parts of Southwest Turkey. In Northern Black Sea Region the boat yards usually built fishing boats, but some beautiful traditional yachts are being constructed recently. These boats built handmade by local carpenters. They use generally pine or oak wood for the skeleton ...

... back via the Sultaniye hot springs and mud bath. It is allegedly good for you, with super-healing powers and partially radioactive. Thus people cover themselves in mud, wash it off, the dunk in the sulpherous waters. I tried it. I didn't feel younger or rejuvenated, nor did my hair grow back. I just felt like I'd been standing in a cess pit, reaching down and smearing myself with gritty ****. It just feels like warm number twos really. No other way to describe it. Poo.