Merhaba!
We came back from Turkey last night quite late, and I must admit that the return home was a sad one. Leaving behind the quaint village of Turgut, the succulent traditional food, the tranquil turquoise beaches of the Buzburun peninsula, the hustle and bustle of the Bazaar and daily markets and most regrettably the warm village and town people who made us feel very welcome into their homes.
It’s quite a bizarre experience to go so far in a place left (partially) untouched by our modern westernised civilisation. In our busy cities we are constantly reminded of the importance of work, money, success, productivity, and power, that we forget the essence of life itself. In contrast to our individualistic values of the west, we were greeted with very open and generous people.
They shared past experiences, legends, myths, history, over a cup of Çay (tea pronounced like tchai) and we were surprised at their enthusiasm to teach us Turkish words as we helped them with English phrases.
The contrast was even more apparent when we visited Marmaris, one of Turkey’s biggest summer holiday town. Once a small fishing village with 70 inhabitants, now transformed into a tourist sun holiday free for all with a population of nearly 200 000 during summer time. The traditional houses have been supplemented with all the mod cons of modern civilisation with tall hotel resorts, a very expensive looking Yacht marina for millionaires, private beaches, Burger king and MacDonald’s chains along with many bar/pubs offering full English breakfast for 2£.
Not that Marmaris isn’t a very nice town, it’s just that the many tourists have saturated most of this once charming village, into our western equivalent of paradise.
Anyways, we stayed one day in Marmaris to explore the old town, the immense Bazaar and Market and we left by Dolmus to our little secluded village 30 km away.
The photos of our trip are now in the photo gallery for your pleasure, along with small comments describing where and when the photos were taken.

Otherwise, it’s back to reality after having been totally disconnected from city life, and time for a cup of hot apple Çay to ponder over the past week.