Did somebody call a Dr?

Trip Start Jun 01, 2002
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Saturday, July 23, 2005

Travel Tip 629
"One should not be prepared to pretend they are a Dr from ER unless fully qualified and sober"

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Dr Cormack reporting to the make believe Chief of Medicine in Turkey.

Dr Cormack:
Yes Sir, the party was at it's peak. Yes Sir, the music was quite loud. Yes Sir, the cocktails were flowing even more than I first thought. Oh and the dancing, not pretty. A young lass by the name of Mari did receive an unexpected dancing injury, causing severe bleeding from the "biggest lomla toeiest" - also known as the Big Toe.

Chief of Medicine in Turkey:
So, Dr Cormack talk me through what happened next...

Dr Cormack:
Well, though I had consumed numerous cocktails, I believed that I was fully fit to perform emergency aid - ER style. So once the bleeding started, the team and I took all appropriate measures by returning the patient to the bungalow hospital. Dr McKinnon, then produced a well fitted out First Aid Kit, where I delved into to be able to provide the best treatment for this type of injury.

After cleaning the wound and checking for any objects that maybe caught in the wound, I attempted to apply an antiseptic cream to ensure the wound would not get infected.

Chief of Medicine in Turkey:
And then what happened Dr Cormack?

Dr Cormack:
Umm well you see, the bungalow hospital had very low light Sir, and ok I may not have taken the time to read the label of the tube correctly. But my intentions were good. Oh ok, I did put a good smothering of "Deep Heat" - a stinging muscle relaxant cream on the open wound!

Chief of Medicine in Turkey:
And then what happened Dr Cormack?

Dr Cormack:
I was released from my duties by the patient and nursing staff -very quickly.


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Like anywhere recommendations are the best way to travel and through some friends back in London they had recommended to work your way down from Izmir to a little place named Selchuck and more importantly be sure to stay at a place called Atilla's Getaway.

After another bus trip from Izmir we arrive at Atilla's Getaway - a little place in the middle of nowhere. Walking up the drive we all look at each other and wonder what we have got ourselves into. As we walk around the corner and to our absolute delight there is a large and very wet swimming pool; a healthy number of people mingling around the pool table and a cool bar / chill out area. Already we are starting to feel those "relaxation-notches" drop even further.

Atilla's Getaway is a family run business, part Australian/part Turkish family, which works out great for the guests. They have the values, cultures and taste of cooking of the Turkish and yet contain the attitude of how to relax and enjoy oneself like any Australian.

Meeting the family, there is Mum - Head Chef. Unlike Jamie Oliver we did not even hear a word from her at all during our stay. All we experienced was the most amazing food, we had tasted all trip. You know what, the food was that good - that if I was like some stuffy food critic working for a magazine I would be forced to use phrases like:-

"a culinary delight" or
"the flavours danced the tango with my taste buds"

Instead I will say that the food was great!

Then there is Alex, the brother. Alex appears to be the responsible one of the team. Picking people up from town, dropping people off at tourist sites and just making sure the place runs as smoothly as possible.

Then that leaves Atilla - a cross between John Malcovich and Chopper the only title for his role in the business would be "Chief of Entertainment" and that he does well.

There is not much to say about the getaway, except there is nothing to do except just chill and it could not have come at a better time for us all. Though Turkey was enjoyable all the travel does wear one down. The routine consisted of regularly swims in the pool, with the odd "lilo challenge" thrown in. Then there was attempting to read in the chill out area before peacefully falling asleep.

Yet as the sun goes down and the music starts the carnage begins. And with Mike,
Mari (Kelly on the return journey) and myself in full let your hair down mode we soon became permanent residents of "The Getaway". Even on the calls of "lets have a quiet one" the Head of Entertainment soon changed that with some inspiring tunes and cheap drinks!

At 3am the weather is still warm, swimming in the pool is a must. And as documented before, there was a slight mix up with Antiseptic cream one night but I guess that is the risk you take.

So at the end of our little holiday in heaven it was time to move on. A count of the relaxation notches (and the Turkey Points) and it is time to start the next adventure. This time off to Antalya to catch up with Kelly and experience the must stay-in "tree-houses" we had heard of.

As Alex loads up the van to take us to the bus station, there is a sad goodbye (not to know in 2 weeks we would be back) and we are off to catch our bus to Antalya. About half way to the station, I realise that the guidebook has been left behind. A sum on times and we think we can make the bus if we go back. Alex hits the brakes and skids on a coin - or just pulls over, waits for the traffic and then hits top speed of 15km back to The Getaway. A team decision - I'll check near the pool, Mari you check bungalow and Mike you check the office.

"Got it" somebody yells and we are back in the van - just like the A - Team. 10mins later we arrive at the station. As we disembark and grab our packs Alex is trying to confirm which bus is ours. 3mins later it is confirmed - we missed it!!!

In any other country I know, they would have said "bad luck - next bus 8 hours, more money please". But here in Turkey things are different, before we know it we are piled back into the van and on the road again..

Us: "Alex, what's the story, can we get another bus today?"
Alex: "Yes, we are going to catch up with your bus"

Turns out the bus company had called the bus and asked them to pull over on the side of the road and wait for us. Now that is what I call customer service!! 10mins later we see the bus and jump on board. As we board, I am expecting hurls of abuse from the passengers but nothing but smiles. Antalya here we come!

Just a quick word of thanks to everyone at the "The Getaway" and to the crew we meet there - very funny memories.
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