Guess There Will Be No Bodrum

Trip Start May 04, 2011
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Trip End Oct 08, 2012


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Where I stayed
Yildirim Guest House Fethiye
Read my review - 3/5 stars

Flag of Turkey  , Turkish Aegean Coast,
Saturday, June 25, 2011

In lieu of original plan to see Bodrum, which at this point seemed out of the way, I opted for a relaxing four days in Fethiye in preparation for a four day cruise to Olympus. And a wise choice it has been. I settled in at Yildrim Guesthouse where I met Ben, a 6'6" New Zealander. Of course every local played the guessing game of Ben’s height as my little legs tried to keep up with each of his stride. Together we explored the city which is a gorgeous port filled with chartered boats and a lush green hillside, home of the start for the infamous Lycian Trail. We walked 2.5 of the 6 mile promenade, before heading back to our hostel.

The next day I slept in and ran the same promenade before catching the 11:45AM bus tour to Tilos and Saklikent. On the bus was a model beautiful couple from Melbourne, Freddy and Emma as well as two sisters from Toronto. The five of us meandered around the Byzantine ruins and tomb of Tilos after a tourist trap stop at Yakapark where the sisters endured 30 degree water for five minutes in exchange for free beer.

Next stop was Saklikent, a 13km long gorge. It reminded me of the one in Zion Canyon. The nice thing about this one was the mud bottom which made for good pictures and perhaps some softer skin by the end. It was nice to share the experience with the others.

That night I went to the fish market for dinner. The concept is you pick your selection of fresh fish, and then bring it to the nearby restaurant who prepares it for a fee plus whatever beverage you choose. I had in my mind the fresh swordfish I saw them sawing away at the day prior. They were literally sawing off pieces from a complete 4 foot long swordfish (not including the nozzle), but unfortunately they were sold out by the time I arrived to order. Instead he suggested the fresh local pick of Sea Bream, enjoyed grilled with a garlic oil sauce, salad and fresh local bread which is actually a hollow flour puff shell served warm. The highlight was watching the drunken Russian lady at the next table grab the panhandler and dance.

Today, I had every intention to hit the beach of Patara, an 18km white sand beach but in the end I chilled at the Yacht Marina Hotel with the ritzy chartered tourists lounging on a chair by the marina, sipping expensive peach juice and swimming in a large clean pool. I realize I like my monthly day of pampering and luxury, so I ended it with a mani/pedi.

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