After a quick round of hand washing some laundry, we head down the hill and towards the water. We grab lunch at a place that is sure to be good and cheap since grandma and grandpa are in the kitchen
. The generalization, in this case, did not work, they had no menus so we just pointed at the wall and they brought us something entirely different and a lot harder on our budget than we would have liked. It’s shredded chicken served with bread and a weak read sauce, it’s not great tasting. That evening we hike up the hill to check out the old Crusader Fort and the Lycian tombs of Telmessos that show up on every postcard. We got some great shots.
That night we decide to cook some pasta at the pension. Everything is coming along great, then the Italian girls come up to cook their whole fresh fish, fresh veggies and they even pull out their own olive oil. We feel silly cooking a meagerly Italian meal while sharing the kitchen with some real chefs. As it turns out they are totally cool and we got to know them a bit better over a bottle of wine. We exchange emails and they encouraged us to call them when we get to Naples. At least we ended the day on a high note the next day we are on a bus heading inland.
We pulled up into the bus station and the driver announces we have arrived. What we can't even see the water??? In a split second we are touted by a local guesthouse owner who convinces us to stay in his place for the night. We wait for about an hour for the bus to take us into town. When we finally arrive, his place is also in the "getting ready for season" mode and in need of an overhaul. It always pays to look at the room before committing; this place is a bit of a dump. But, we just want to settle and since we are only going to be in town for the night, we stick it out, instead of walking away. The positive thing is he has a kitchen we can use and a massive terrace on the roof that overlooks the Harbor.