The Sailors Life

Trip Start Jul 02, 2007
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Trip End Jan 2008


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Wednesday, August 15, 2007

When we got to Marmaris, we met Pauline & Paul, the family friends of Laura.  We stayed with them on their sail boat for a few nights.  It's an interesting life, being able to just say "I feel like moving today" then taking your home with you to the next port.  They've been living like this for four years now.  Sailing the 7 warmer months and relaxing in a port for the 5 colder and stormier months.  Laura said that she would like to live this way but as for me I'd prefer to live on land, but next to the beach, to be able to surf my days away.  Don't get me wrong, it's a great way to travel.  But I really prefer to be on land.  My dream is to live on the land, to be able to grow my own food, live in the house I built with my own two hands (and maybe the hands of a few others), be self sufficient and to surf.  It's a simple life, and it's all I require.  Sure, it's nice to go from port to port, experience new things, wash in the sea.  You stay fit because you have to row to shore and back, sometimes more than once, everyday.  It's environmentally friendly - they have solar panels to run their electrical stuff; the boat moves with the power of wind and sail.  But like I said. give me some land.  I dream of my veggie garden.

As for Marmaris, it's full of English tourists (not that I have anything against English tourists).  I think it's sufficiently westernised and cheap making it an easy place to come and relax for the summer holidays.  Also the Turks make really good copies of major clothing labels ("Genuine fake my friend, special price for you!"), and there was more than one occasion that I'd see Chav's looking in the window of a jewellery shop, wondering which chunky chain would complement his fake Burberry hat. 

And the people of Turkey, I did not expect such friendliness.  Even though it's annoying that everyone is trying to sell you something, at least they were friendly (unlike the Greeks).  And the food is also very nice. 

One thing I really like and gives you a sense that you are not quite in the west anymore is the sound of the Muezzin calling the faithful to prayer five times every day.  There is just something mysterious about that sound, that sound that envelops the whole middle east all at once.  It's not like the sound of a Christian prayer, where at the end when 'Amen' is solemenly pronounced and there is closure.  At the end of the Muezzin's call you get the sense that there is no closure, no end.  Like Allah is always watching, and will be until the end of time. 

Off to Pamukkale next
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