Fethiye Harbour |
Our yacht trip ended in a pretty little seaside town called Fethiye and after lunch and we had the day to sit by the pool and the evening to explore. We left early the next morning for Pamukkale but still managed to pack a lot of action into our day!
The afternoon was spent swimming in the hotel’s nice pool.
Das and Sarah at the pool. |
Sarah, who Turkish men all fall in love with immediately, got us some free shots from the bartender. We can’t figure our her Turkish appeal but every man we meet is obviously smitten with her and she has turned down a couple marriage proposals so far…we think it might be because of her height and dark coloring. It’s frightening!
Sarah and the bartender. |
We, along with Das and Demi from the boat, walked into the town center for dinner and decided to head right for the fish market. The center part houses the fishmongers with their huge piles of seafood. First you choose and buy want you want to eat then surrounding the fish mongers in a circle are many restaurants. You pick one and for $3 they cook your seafood how you want and serve it with bread and salad. We got a giant bucket of prawns, squid and 2 bream fish. It was a feast for about $10 each.
Sarah and Demi |
Me and Das |
Yummy shrimps! |
Das, who is a fish head eating connoisseur, taught Sarah the art of devouring a fish head…eyeballs and all. She loved it and proceeded to eat the fish head we ordered at our hotel last night as well.
Extracting the eyeballs |
Eating the eyeballs |
Thumbs up for eyeballs |
After dinner we indulged in Turkish ice cream…it has a different texture but otherwise tastes the same. It’s a bit stretchy and doughish…like you need to chew it just a bit, yummy though.
We followed that with an hour in a Turkish bath! The bath was actually in an old mosque from the 1600’s. Me, Demi and Sarah did it and Das went back to the hotel because he already had one that afternoon. You strip to your bathing suit in the change room and wrap a towel around you before getting a mud face mask. Next you sit in a round marble steam room for 10 minutes before a Turkish man lays you on the hot slab and uses a loofa to peel a good layer of dead skin from your body, he scrubs you with soap after, washes your hair then rinses you off. We got a half hour torture session, I mean massage… after that. The woman who massaged me was a sadist and I’m sure my screams only drove her to greater heights. Sarah and Demi enjoyed the pain….I was the only one screaming followed by hysterical giggling as the woman kept yelling at me to relax. We had a good laugh about it when it was done and she even gave me a high five when I told her she was mean! I did feel great after, especially after 3 nights sleeping on the deck of the boat. We will go for another one soon!
1 comments:
what is it with massages in foreign countries!? ;P
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