The call to prayer from the nearby mosque (yep, there was a nearby mosque) woke me briefly at about 4am, but then it was quickly back to sleep for another few hours sleep. The emerging light didn’t really worry me, rather the temperature starting to creep up and being on the boat’s roof meant that it started to get warm pretty quickly.

Oh well, that must just mean it is time for breakfast! Again our awesome crew put together a good meal for us and we sat and had our morning start as the captain drove us out to explore some more of the small islands. Quite quickly we moored and then it was swim time again! Who needs a shower when you have the Mediterranean?

A few of us spent the next hour or more just floating in the beautiful waters, taking it nice and easy. We spied another turtle doing his thing, but we left him alone and just floated on our pool noodles and soaked up our situation. Kate, myself, and the few others from the group that were floating together were all feeling pretty special.

But by this point it was getting to late morning and we had to motor back to shore. We said farewell to the boat and hello again to the bus. But it wasn’t for long as we went to a beach side restaurant to just hang out on the beach again for another hour. Now THIS was a nice pace to be traveling at!

This was a rocky beach like all of them, but there was hardly a soul around, so we all just claimed a deck chair and chilled out. I took the opportunity to spend yet more time in the water. I know that when I get back home I am not feeling sea/ocean water this temperature again!

Well and truly water logged we headed to our home for the night, the seaside tourist town of Kas. This is quite a charming little village… definitely more touristy, but with a charm of quaint seaside villages rather than big tourist traps.

After freshening up a but, Kate and I went exploring. Just a short walk from the centre of town was an ancient Greek amphitheatre that dated back to about 1st century BC. It had clearly had some restoration work done, but it was crazy to think it was just sitting there casually, for everyone to climb all over.

They did put it in a great spot though, with the audience being able to look out over the sea.

 

As there was really no one about, we took the opportunity for some fun snaps. Even though it was super hot and sweaty, there is always time for shenanigans.

The rest of the town was cobbled streets, cafes and tourist shops. We just decided to get some ice cream and sit down at the marina and enjoy the shade. Why shop when you can eat ice cream?

The lazy afternoon culminated in another group dinner, at another seafood restaurant of course. What else would we have? I had the mixed seafood grill, which was calamari, shrimp, and swordfish. Overall not too bad, although swordfish isn’t really my thing.

It seemed most of us had hit the point in the trip where heading out to have a drink every night wasn’t a priority any longer, and we were happy to find a nice little spot to just relax. A cool little tea house was discovered in a back alley and we enjoyed some chai and chatted until sleep was all we really wanted.

So what have I been doing over the last day or so? Well, not much really. Just hanging out on a boat on the Mediterranean and having a casual swim whenever I felt like it. Ha!

Sorry to gloat… that’s not fair is it? But it is not a bad way to spend a day I gotta say.

Anyway, we started out the day in Antalya and had a very lazy morning. I still wasn’t feeling 100% so took it a little easy, just having a casual breaky to start the day before we all jumped in the van to head to our proper introduction to the Mediterranean.

On the way we stopped at the costal town of Demre. There seemed to be two main things to this town. First of all it is the home of good ole St Nicholas. Yep, that St Nic. You didn’t realise he was from Turkey did you? Well he is, and his church is there to prove it. The other interesting thing about the town is that it is FULL of Russian tourists. So much so that every sign had Russian on it.

We only had a little time to explore so I didn’t have time to get a haircut. Although I have always thought I would look good rocking the Brad Pitt look, so I guess this is an opportunity lost.

After a quick bite, Kate and I went into the St Nicholas church. It was quite cool actually. Quite small, but the paintings on the walls were in relatively good nick (ha, see what I did there) and the whole building was looking pretty good. There were mosaics still about and even the resting place of St Nic was there.

By the many Russian tourists in there paying their respects, it was clearly a special place for them.

We didn’t spend too long in there, as it was time to head to our waiting boat to head out onto the water for the next 24 hours or so. Our first boat was just one to take us about some of the small islands and to moor somewhere for us to have a swim.

And man! The water was so amazingly warm and blue. It was gorgeous. While the water in Antalya was nice and warm, the colour had nothing on this.

The boats crew were very relaxed about our shenanigans and were happy for us to jump off whatever part of the boat we wanted. It meant I could recreate my Guatemalan spiderman leap (as you can see up the top of the blog post), but with the glorious Mediterranean as the backdrop. Tour mate Ryan elected for some flying Bruce Lee action which was most impressive. He seems to have a habit of jumping off everything he can find.

After a bit of time here swimming (were we saw turtles! woo!) it was time to jump on another boat, which conveniently pulled up just alongside, which was to be our accommodation for the night. Yep, we were going to cruise about for a while, do some more swimming, check out some ruins, then moor for the night where we would have dinner, play games, and sleep on the rook under the stars.

First order of business on the new boat? More swimming! Of course! Best feature of this boat was the copious amounts of pool noodles. While the sea is very buoyant, who want to use ANY energy when on holidays, am I right?! So with pool noodles in hand, it was time to simply float and relax.

After a bit more of a swim it was more time for sailing about and exploration. On some of the islands were old ruins of inhabitants from many centuries ago. Talk about waterfront views.

The main ruin though was the Sunken City Ruins of Simena. A significant Lycian site, it sits majestically overlooking the water and is also still in quite good condition. Most of us jumped of the boat and made our way up to the top.

While it wasn’t that many steps, when it is mid-30’s warm (feeling in the 40’s) it sure takes it out of you. But the view was spectacular and made for a great group photo.

Nearby were a number of sarcophagi of significant folk, that were very Nordic in design. The top was intentionally shaped like an upside down boat, so in the event of flood, they could all sail to the afterlife. Very cool.

With our fill of ancient ruins, it was back on to the boat and a short trip to drop anchor for the evening. A wonderful meal was prepared for us by the ships two crew, of course including some fresh fish. Mmmm. The rest of the night was spent lying on the front of the boat, staring at the wondrous clear skies. I counted 6 shooting stars although there were no doubt plenty more.

Some games followed for a couple of hours before it was time to hop up on the roof of the boat onto our makeshift beds and catch some z’s. Not the most comfortable bed, but when on a boat in the Mediterranean, who’s complaining?

 

Hello! Just a pretty quick one today to let you know where we are. We’re at the Mediterranean!

Our journey from north to south was now complete and we hit the coast mid afternoon. Our journey was longish but quite different to our past days, with much of it winding through the Taurus Mountains, through the Alacabel pass. We reached close to 2000 metres at one point, but quite quickly made our way downward. Another example of Turkey providing amazing new scenery every day.

So we arrived in Antalya on the sea mid arvo, and it was hot. Real hot. Someone said their weather app was saying 34 degrees, feeling like 43. That sounded about right.

Antalya is a sea resort town that has many tourists visit, but is also famous as an old Roman city. As a result there is a walled old town and some evidence of past times, with the Three Arch gate an obvious one. A quick orientation walk gave us the low down, but by this time many of us were super hot and tired (and I not feeling so well), so some retreated back to the hotel, while some of us could not wait to get to the sea. I was one of the latter.

So off a few of us went. We visited one of the nearby paid beaches so that we would have some space and chair and umbrella. Like many European beaches, it is a rock beach, so it is not exactly super comfortable. But holy cow, when I got in the water everything was amazing. The water, while not the most beautiful colour, was super warm, and my quick dip became almost an hour and a half of floating in the water. It was bliss and just what I needed.

I then took a bit of a breather back at the hotel before heading out for dinner. Kate was still fighting off the remnants of her cold/sinus so decided to take advantage of the nice air-conditioned room. Me, while I was not feeling the greatest (getting the onset of whatever Kate had) I decided I had to try the seafood at a nearby restaurant.

It was a nice spot with great views over the water. Knowing that views like this would be our next few days made me feel alright.

Given we were at the sea, I had to have one of the fish dishes, so went with the Sea Bream, fresh today. It was very delicious, and hit the spot well. This type of eating would be a nice change of pace for the next few days.

And with that, it was 10:30pm and time for bed to see if I could shake the cold. If not, I would be on a boat in the Mediterranean in only 12 hours or so, so life wasn’t all bad! If there are no posts for a few days, it is because sadly (yeah right) I am spending my time on a boat and don’t have the time nor wi-fi to update. But if you were on a boat on the Mediterranean would you take time out to update a blog? Didn’t think so 🙂

Today we said goodbye to Cappadocia proper as we started to head south toward the Mediterranean. In some respects today was mainly just a day of travel and making our way to the coast, however instead of making an epic journey, it was a more relaxed 5 hour drive with a couple of stops along the way and a stay in provincial Turkey.

Our first main stop for the day was in the city of Konya, which is most well known as the home of the whirling dervishes. In fact many Turks apparently make their way to the museum in Konya dedicated to the old school for the dervishes.

Based in the old school house, many of the exhibits were in the tiny rooms the students lived in. It made it difficult to check out everything comfortably, and photos weren’t allowed in many places, so it was hard to capture the essence of the museum. However it was cool to check out and learn more about the ancient practice.

With some more doner in my belly, along with a very strange turnip/carrot juice, it was back on the bus to our other main stop, the ancient city of Catalhoyuk. According to Ibo, Catalhouk is the world’s oldest known city. While other structures may be older, this city was formed in about 7000 BC and is a clear community of people and houses.

 

It was quite incredible to think it was really only discovered in the 1950’s and has been under excavation ever since. As a result, while there is much to jaw drop over, it is still looking like there is a lot more to discover and preserve. It was only awarded UNESCO certification a couple of years ago, so it is only now it is really being acknowledged. I imagine it the coming years it will be given the respect it clearly deserves.

With our days travel about done, it was time to arrive at our accommodation for the night. No, not another hotel, rather a G Adventures trademark, which is the home stay with a local family. Located in a tiny nearby village, we were met by the lovely family who were our hosts for the night.

Their house was spacious and certainly very comfortable. Outside of bing right next to the local mosque and knowing we would hear the early dawn call to prayer, it looked as comfy as anywhere we had stayed.

Our night was having a big group family dinner, which as expected as copious and delicious. There was way more food than any of us could eat and topped off with baclava and tea we were all satisfied. Most of stayed up until late playing crazy group games which kept us all in stitches. Some of the family joined in and it was a fun night sharing and enjoying the hospitality of our gracious hosts.

One of the great things about this tour was that we had a few days to enjoy Cappadocia, rather than only be here for a day or so. So we had another full day to soak up the amazing landscape. And what better way to do that than hike through some of the valleys?

Sadly, Kate wasn’t feeling the best, so while she got some much needed rest, I went out with the rest of the group to hike for a few hours through the Red Valley. We started out on top of a big ridge, and made our way down into the valley. As we walked we would get awesome views at every point and the urge to stop and take photos was high. It had a similar feel to the Grand Canyon in a way and a few people remarked this as we hiked.

We stopped for a breather and a group photo of the group. By this point we were all still full of energy, but for some that disappeared as we made our way up the other side of the valley.

By this point too it was starting to get pretty warm. 1.5lt of water disappeared with ease as the sun beat down. But it was still incredible to be wandering through such an amazing place.

 

We finished up about lunchtime and took a quick freshen up break at the hotel, grabbed Kate, and it was off to another of the local artisans, this time a pottery master. The local area was great for clay and in the area remained a small number of pottery masters. Our host gave us a demo of some pottery making, but the best bit was getting some of our crew up to make some masterpieces. Kate was up for the challenge!

 

She did the crew proud, crafting up a magnificent sugar bowl with a lid that fit perfectly. She certainly showed that maybe there is a little bit of pottery mastery in there! Unfortunately we wouldn’t be able to get it fired and take it home, but that was cool.

We got to check out his wares and pick up some pressies before we left. It’s always cool to support some of the locals rather than all the generic tourist shops you see everywhere.

By this time, we were all after a bit of a breather, and what better way to do this than visit a Turkish Bath? The group seemed firmly split into two camps. The first was “you have to do what?!” and those that were “scrub down and massage? oh yeah!”. I was in the latter camp for sure. So off we went to a local Hamam for an authentic Turkish Bath experience.

Like a Japanese Onsen, it is a bit daunting at first. Not so much stripping down, but the formalities that go with it. There is a definite procedure to it that you need to follow to make sure you don’t upset the locals. First of all it was choosing your options. I elected to go for the traditional Turkish Bath plus a half hour massage. With that decided, it was off to the change rooms to strip right off except for the modest towel, and into the sauna. I love a good sauna and after 15 minutes was feeling great.

With that it is then off to the part most people have heard about… getting on a warm stone and having a dude wash and scrub you down plus a bubble massage. This is what turns most tourists off when they hear it, but it was fine by me. After a long hike and lots of bus travel and lugging backpacks around, it was just what I needed. I felt awesome afterward.

Once that ritual was done it was into the jacuzzi to relax for a while, and then out to chill out and drink some tea. After relaxing for a bit it was time for my massage. While it was a “Swedish” massage, it had a Turkish flavour in the olive oil was used throughout. I am pretty sure he knew my shoulders were cactus when he spent so much time trying to work the knots out. But man it was good.

I wandered out feeling a million bucks, as did Kate shortly afterward. We then just relaxed some more in a nice outdoor coffee house (Coffedocia… ha ha, I see what they did there) before we had our group dinner.

Now this was the fanciest of the lot during our trip, and a lot more touristy than anything else. But what we were off to was an all you can eat and drink with show evening. The show was to be traditional dancing and ceremony, while we ate and drank copious amounts. I started with some Rake, a traditional spirit that is much like Ouzo. It was OK, but not my preferred spirit of choice. I also indulged in some local red wine, which again was OK without being spectacular.

The show was probably what you would expect from a tourist venue. A very long mock wedding ceremony took place that involved lots of dancing, some beard shaving, ad even more dancing. It was fun and our whole group got in the spirit.

The lads especially seemed to love the belly dancer, while some of the ladies just rolled their eyes a little 🙂

A few hours disappeared quickly, and in the end it was just our group that was left dancing into the night. Kate and I called it quits at midnight and left some of the others to drink to the early hours. I figured I had done enough for the day.