We should be in Turkey today, passports stamped and arriving in Turgutreis, which is a lively little town and hopefully has a laundry facility. Turgutreis is known for spectacular sunsets and I hope to appreciate one over an evening cocktail.
Day 8 we sail south for Palamut, another fishing village. I do hope there are things I can eat. Fish allergy.
We might be able to go to Knidos, which around 400-500 BC was the key harbour in the ancient world.
Day 9 we’re off to Ova Buku, another tiny, out-of-the-way spot with a fantastic beachfront taverna. I’ve been told to expect the best home-cooked Turkish food and belly dancing. Swivel swivel, snake hips.
Day 10 we sail to Datca, and hopefully hit an ATM. Datca has several bars and a haman so perhaps a Turkish bath is in order.
Day 11 is Bozburun, a village that is home to a still-thriving wooden boat-building industry. I think there is a hammock with my name on it.
Day 12 we take a gentle run to Dirsek and celebrate James’ mom’s birthday. HAPPY BIRTHDAY.
Day 13 we sail to Keci Buku and celebrate my mom’s birthday. ALL THE BEST RABBIT.
And sadly on Day 14 we disembark and travel 30 minutes to Marmaris and back to modern-day Turkey.
We plan to hang out in Marmaris and take the ferry to Rhodes, but we eventually have to get up to Dalaman so that we can fly to Istanbul.
More adventures await us.