Sunburn and sea views
Ezgi, Tuğçe, and I at the pub |
Wednesday night our friends took us out to one of their favorite pubs. It was a nice place, but it wasn't that crowded because it was only Wednesday. The girls said on Friday and Saturday nights you can barely find a place to sit down. The pub was near Kizilay, one of the busiest parts of Ankara.
Late Wednesday night we bought bus tickets for the next morning to Antalya. We arrived Thursday afternoon after driving through mountains that seemed to go on forever. Antalya is a city on the southern coast of Turkey, on the Mediterranean. The bus ride was about 9 hours (lots of stops, where Lilly and I found the smallest kitten I've ever seen).
Our pansyon (tiny hotel) was in Kaleici, the old town by the marina. The town is up above the water so the beaches are to the west and the east of the town. The marina was gorgeous at night, with lots of pirate ships that take tourists out on the Mediterranean. Our
hotel was in a maze of winding, unlabeled streets that also contained bars, shops, restaurants, more hotels, and Turkish baths. The maze opens up to a more urban area with lots of cafes, touristy and clothing shops, salons (kuaför), restaurants, bakeries, banks, and so on. The streets appear uniform but I never figured out how to get back to the big statue of Atatürk without retracing my steps. There are two trams that run through the town, making everything really confusing if you don't pay attention.
Friday we went to the beach early, at a pebble beach about 20 minutes west of Kaleici. To our left was a cliff topped with the Turkish flag (obviously) and to our right were beautiful mountains that stretched into the water. Every time I looked at them at first I thought they were the lower outline of clouds. The water was clear as day, the waves mellow.
Lara Beach
some of the views of the mountains from our bus
typical Turkish hospitality on the bus, always tea and something sweet
possibly the most annoying kid, he laughed for the first hour and a half of the bus ride back to Ankara loudly and awkwardly, I might add yet another beautiful presentation of Turkish coffee, this time at a cafe between the pebble beach and Kaleici. I'm slowly becoming addicted to these sugary caffeine shots.
Katrina,
ReplyDeleteYour writing is so impressive. I love the way your describe everything- it helps me visualize and "feel" what you are explaining. Yay for short work weeks! I am happy that you were able to enjoy your Memorial Day weekend. It really struck me that you drew the similarity between your experience to what your friends/family were doing at home this weekend. You're so far away, but you're so close at the same time.
The pictures you took are stunning. The mountains, the water, the rocks.. everything looks beautiful. I've been reading a lot about food (believe me), but the Turkish breakfast seems to be the favorite. It looks delicious. The picture of the kid on the bus is hilarious! He looks so peaceful, but you know otherwise! Have you ever seen the Bill Cosby skit about the kid on the airplane? You should look it up!
Thanks for posting the title like you did- Name, Location, Week #. It's really helpful!
Best,
Tammy