Jill wins Wet T-Shirt Race to Cappadoccia
Goreme,
Turkey
Thursday, March 13, 2008
So, you've logged onto this page hoping for some X-rates story from our Turkish travels. Don't feel guilty, I'm sure you're not the only one...
Here's what really happened.
In our rush to leave Selcuk to catch the lunch time bus to Fethiye a few days ago, I inadvertantly left 3 of my T-Shirts on the Boomerang Guesthouse clothesline. This was actually a bit of a problem, as this was half my wardrobe. Luckily Apo is a clever lad, and he organised for my clothes to hitch a bus ride to Goreme (Cappadoccia) the same night we left Fethiye.
It was rather exciting to guess who would arrive (if at all) at the Goreme Ötogar first, me... or my wet T-shirts.
Cam and I were dumped off the bus at about 4am in the dark. It was cold but I had won the race. My 3 shirts hauled their sorry butts over the line after 9am. I didn't see them finish though as I was sound asleep in my new cave-like home recovering from the exhausting 12 hour dash across Turkey.
