Turns out each time I get to a place like Adana yesterday and today, Anamur I don’t know what to expect and feel negative about the place, and then am wrong. I have just spent a wonderful day exploring ancient cities, castles, eating amazing meals on the way, with Yacop (who owns the pension and spent the entire day showing us around) and Henri a ‘my age’ sort of guy from Paris who assesses UNESCO world heritage sites….very interesting, but before you go uh hum ….he is the closest thing to Hercule Poirot I’ve ever met including the fastidiousness and the moustache !! Notwithstanding I have scaled cliffs, walked up hill and down dale and climbed boulders all around ruins. Now I’m wrecked and ready for sleep!!!!!! I have to say just in case you were wondering, by the end of the day Henri/ Hercule was all over me ….adjusting my Tshirt when it fell off my shoulder, adjusting my bag on my shoulder etc. when he wanted to meet up after we’d ‘showered’ I hastily said I was exhausted and was off to bed!!! However, he does live in Paris and has a bed for guests and really wants me to visit!!!!!
Also I maligned this very humble pension….firstly it does have wifi and secondly the owner has been totally amazing devoting a whole day to Henri and me.
Lastly, I spend my life taking care not to fall while really scaling massive cliffs etc and low and behold my little Parisienne smart arse fell arse over tit. Did that ever put him into a state that required ice bags and laundry having thoroughly dirtied his immaculate shorts!!
Hah well I am buggered, off to Antalya tomorrow for 4 nights that hopefully will allow me a day of downtime.
This is an amazing, challenging and satisfying adventure in the sense that I kind of think I’m doing ‘good’….probably famous last words. The only thing missing of course are my trusty companions that I’ve shared other adventures with.