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Another quiet day. Charly and I have a short rideout in the mountains around Kemer but K-H is unwell and so stays at home.
We stop and take a table at a shady cafe. There seems to be quite a lot of Jandarma (country police) around. In fact, an awful lot, mostly toting evil looking machine guns. It turns out it is the local cop shop so we don't get our cay, but we do get a lot of smiles ...
... potatoes and mushrooms stuffed with cheese.
The road up to the Rivera Restaurant is appalling. It snakes up the mountain, all hairpins, ruts and loose gravel. It is not much fun going back down in the dark but we make it.
And so ends another day in Turkey.
... surrounded by curious kids. So employing my finely-honed international sign language - big, fat Germans gestures and brrrmm brrrmm noises - and releasing a couple of my precious store of Turkish words - motobisiklet and icki Alleymans - the kids pick up my meaning in a flash and are soon running down the road, shouting and pointing wildly, as they lead me straight to the gates of K-H house. Magic!
... working as a consultant. Rachel is a 31 year old
teacher in California.
Their grandmothers were pen pals.
Because of this, their mothers met and became friends. The generational relationships ended there – Rachel and Tim met a couple of times when they were younger but didn’t become friends or stay in touch. Then, on presumably ...
... the beach together and then to visit the Eternal Flames – literally fire burning from crevices in rocks at the top of a mountain, supposedly for hundreds or thousands of years.
We meet a very drunk Turkish tourist one night. He knows no English, but that doesn’t stop him from inviting himself to sit down in our group of English only speakers and proceed to carry on a one-sided conversation somehow with us. Stuart and Tim tried to ...