Aug 23, 1996
We drove away from Olympos and headed inland towards Pamukkale to see the hillside soda pools that seem to adorn every third poster that advertises Turkey. We were promised warm spring water to swim/laze around in. Something we were looking forward to because the further we pushed onto Istanbul, the colder it was getting. Also, by this stage, we had been with the group for five weeks now and I could count on one hand the people who were my friends, on two hands the people I would speak to, on three hands the people I spoke to if needed to and on the fourth, the ones I kept away from, well, why beat around the bush, I couldn't stand the two South African sisters and Wacko and Jacko did my head in so I kept right away from these four. We parked the truck, put up the tent and then went for a walk to see these famous water holes. At the bottom, was a mother camel and its baby, Lucy wanted some photos, but in Turkish style, the boy held out his hand, so we forgo the photo opportunity. Managing to skirt the payment issue of getting up to the pools, the guards made us take off our shoes. We then tried to climb into a pool to have a dip, and we were stopped. Was it the non-payment, no, there were signs proclaiming that no one could swim in the pools, but for the equivalent of $5 US, you could swim in the hotel's pool, which uses the same water. We passed, but we did walk around the Roman ruins, which were quite nice. We walked back. In the morning, when we tried to leave, the campground owner started demanding more money, a confrontation did take place, I was there with a shovel as they had a baseball bat. Jewls got the police, and we left without paying anymore. Needless to say, Glenn never went back there. In the afternoon, we arrived at Pamucak. A campground with good hot water and right on the beach. A quick dip, dinner a few beers and then bed. The next morning, we hit Ephesus. The ancient ruins that have been moved loads of times. We found the brothel, well it wasn't hard, Lucy saw the sign of the ugly women with the big feet sign, so off we went. The amphitheatre was the highlight and after a couple of hours, considering what we had seen the previous five weeks, we were all ruined out, so Glenn took us off to Kusadasi where we found a huge supermarket and as we were really short on beer, we actually had none, we bought five cases of Albatross. We cooked tacos that night, and then had a serious night of drinking. Albatross, was truely a great beer, it flowed like there was no tomorrow. One after the other after the other. It was the best beer I had experienced whilst we were away. Then the trouble started, as Wacko and Jacko did not like the idea of having a party, they cut the stereo out of the back of the truck. Glenn, told them that they would kicked off of the truck. They then had to put up with a louder stereo from the front. They asked us to turn it down, we asked if we could bash Jacko. Wacko, being much bigger than all of us said no, so the music stayed loud and nobody was hurt. We also had a huge bonfire going. Somehow from somewhere, Stevie kept turning up with wood. As we were very drunk, eventually a wooden chair was place on top of the fire. It was burning quite happily away when the campground people came over and asked what we were burning. As the chair went flying through the air, Stevies reply was "Wood, not chairs" !!!!!