Alternate Vision

I wanted to make it to Oludeniz and the butterfly valley but time would not permit. Olympos is one of my all time favorites beach spots for chillaxing. Sleeping on buses or any moving vehicle for that matter is not my cup o tea. The sellers at the egyptian bazaar in Istanbul drive one of the hardest bargains I have seen. Mike possesses the skills and patience required to make prices drop unlike most westerners I know. Much has to be said about my last twelve days of travelling. Most of it was spent either on pebbly, turqouise blue watered beaches, on boats that took us from one little island or coast to another or on overnight busses that denied us any rest. I shall wait for the pics to attempt a good recount of our escapades. I'm going to miss Ayran(lassi drink), çorba (lentil soup), adana kebap, the smell of coffee being roasted on the streetsides, effes, the serene waters of the aegean, the loud and abnoxious bus conductors, Kaan's one year old baby and hell of a lot more. The short midgit at the front desk is waiting for me to pay up. Kumpir or kebap for dinner? One day I will triumphantly reconquer Sofia, Buigaria. Ya ya betcha!