Endless Turkish journey. Cesme, Alacati and return to Kusadasi
Cesme
Part 1. An endless Turkish journey. Bodrum
Part 2. An endless Turkish journey. Marmaris
Part 3. An endless Turkish journey. Akyaka, Dalyan and Pamukkale
Part 4. An endless Turkish journey. Kusadasi
Part 5. An endless Turkish journey. Cappadocia
Part 6. An endless Turkish journey. Cesme, Alacati and return to Kusadasi
If in all previous sea locations we got cold snaps and flew away before warming, now we landed in the epicenter of the heat. When we left the Izmir airport, heavy hot air took us into its arms. It was impossible to hide from him. If you put a mask on your face, then your head would start to hurt from the lack of fresh air. Why did the temperature drop so sharply, we were only away for a week. Why was there no golden mean temperature on this trip, either cool weather or immediately sizzling heat? From previous experience, I remember that within a week adaptation will come and the body will get used to it, now you need to endure a little. And I also naively thought that now it would be possible not to worry about the cold sea.
The bus to Cesme leaves in 20 minutes. We had a flash snack at a local restaurant. They ate together, then changed. The third one was sitting in the bus and kept the seats along with the bus. Got it done in less than 15 minutes. Now we are definitely ready to go. Cesme is a far corner of Turkey, located beyond Izmir, the resort is aimed only at the Turkish contingent. I'm not at all sure that the local Turks know about the existence of Russian-speaking countries.
From the bus, we changed to a taxi, which could not bring us to the hotel because the center was being renovated. We did not fully know what kind of hotel we would have, but we noted two things for ourselves to check. Before the first one, we had to decently cut through the mountain with a suitcase and we got it by wild chance, since the mark on the map was very far from this place. The hotel was a little trashy and uncomfortable. We left Misha with things and a laptop at the reception. While Misha was having an online chess class, we went to check the second hotel. It was about 20 minutes walk. The second hotel was much better than the first, now it remains to drag things between hotels across half the city. The heat only felt worse. Moreover, on an alternative route, it would be cold and raining in Trabzon now.
The hotel has cooled down a bit under the air conditioning, now you can go explore the city. The old city here is really cool, it is thoroughly saturated with the atmosphere of Turkey. And here they cook delicious Iskander Kebab and there are many, many shops with delicious ice cream. So we give the city credit. Now let's drag things, pick up Misha and you can go inspect the sea. With the sea there is a small nuance. If you live near the old town, you get a simple and small beach with hotels at a reasonable price. But if you want to live on the outskirts near the main beach line, then hotel prices will bite so much that they can easily bite off your hand along with your wallet.
Organizing a long trip has an interesting point. Even if you live in cheap, unpretentious hotels for a month and a half, the final bill for the trip will be quite large. And then the moment “Let's party! ” in this case, the cost of the trip will increase to unbearable. And it is important to monitor the return on spending. This can be seen easily on the price of entry into the ephesus. It would seem that there is no such thing as paying 110 lira for entry per person. The family gets 33 euros for touching history. But if we imagine that we are literally every day in a new corner of the region, and every week we change the region itself, then for a month and a half to pay 33 euros just for touching history would lead to the fact that we were historically full, but physically - No. So, now you have to take a decent walk along the highway to the seashore. We came to the evening turbulent sea. At first it seemed to me somehow unfriendly. The beaches are not equipped. But you need to check the water itself, it is warm and pleasant. Swimming here is not something that is super comfortable, the sea literally washes away the weight of the daytime heat from you in waves. The waves are pleasant, gently stroking the body. What a great! We will devote a large chunk of time here in the evenings to swimming. But the sea in Cesme keeps an interesting secret. In fact, during our trip, it was all the same unusually icy. Why it was warm to swim in Kusadasi is still unclear, but it is here, not far from the coastline, that underwater thermal springs are beating. The springs are apparently so hot that they easily warm the endless coastline to a warm temperature. So, if you are on a wild journey on a cold sea, move to Cesme or Kusadasi. How did we find out that the sea is still icy? It's very simple, not all the beaches in the area have thermal springs))))
On the way back towards the hotel, we went to a very successful restaurant, where the owner decided to do everything so that the tourists were satisfied and satisfied with the trip. There was also a romantic full moon rising. I won’t write the name of the restaurant, because for the second time it went into the category “The restaurant is not the same”)))) But the first evening was really unforgettable. Upon returning to the hotel, a surprise awaited us - water began to flow from the air conditioner so much that they changed our room. But now the Internet was not up to it. At the reception, they seemed surprised that they had internet. I still can’t understand why everything just can’t fit perfectly so that the conder works and catches the Internet. But here it was necessary to choose one thing. And to discuss it all in a beautiful Turkish language. The next morning we decided to start the route early. The hot sun nevertheless enveloped us with its warmth also from early morning. Is it cold here at all? We went to one of the famous local beaches, Il? ca.
This beach is also heated by thermal springs, we were immediately greeted by a beautiful coastline. If you want a lazy beach holiday in this region, then you need to settle as close to this beach as possible. There is definitely enough space here for everyone, and the color of the water will definitely please unspoiled tourists. But again, if you are already spoiled by the beaches of Zanzibar, then it seems that you will look at the beaches all your life and say in your heart: “No, this is not Nungwi…”. But objectively, the color of the water can be assigned a fairly high score. Especially if you wear sunglasses, the water becomes even more beautiful. We definitely swam here, having cooled down a bit from the heat. We went to explore further this world. Without even suspecting what a gem of a trip awaits us! At the end of the coastline there is a spacious park with a bit of a mountainous area, at first we tried to conquer it, but in this heat I would say that it conquered us. At some point, we realized that we were unable to go uphill under the rays of the “warm” sun. Comrade Sukhov in the "White Sun of the Desert" seemed to have it easier than us. But on the other hand, we found an excellent shop near the park with cold juice, cold coffee and cold ice cream. And the coffee here was branded Starbucks at a fairly low price. For the first time I tried cold Starbucks coffee. Tasty, but there are local analogues that are not inferior. All this cold was enough for us to return the internal body temperature to normal. For some reason, I also got stuck with delicious cupcakes, but I can’t remember what they looked like, only pleasant taste sensations with coffee remained in my memory. We found a hotel near the shop, decided to ask what the price is, maybe we can still move closer to the beach. The price per night was the same as we have in the current hotel for the week. Still, we will continue to walk on foot to the sea. Although, remembering last year's Oludeniz, when we had to go to the sea in general by taxi, now can we still complain? Now we are heading towards Alacati. It's a long walk, but there will definitely be a stop somewhere. A stop after 20 minutes, of course, appeared, but for a complete set, a minibus was still needed, and for some reason there was a shortage with it. Hachiko was waiting and we will wait! I don’t know how that dog waited for many years, but for me, a thirty-minute wait at the bus stop seemed like an eternity. No wonder they erected a monument to the dog! And finally, we're on our way!
Alacati
And now for the most pleasant, the city, which is the second nominee in this trip for the title of "Discovery of the Year". Even when we analyze the route through Turkey in Kyiv, we will have the phrase “Cesme, of course, could not be included in the route, but Alacati was there! ”. Why did Alacati go like that? This is a beautiful, old and cozy town. There are millions of narrow streets, literally at every turn you want to stop for another photo shoot.
Here aimless wandering through the streets brings endless satisfaction. You can literally wander in a circle, there are so many of them that on the second and on the third circle you will discover new nooks and crannies with cozy places.
There is even a cafe on request that sells frozen yogurt (my weakness). There was really a little problem with finding Turkish, not European food, but you just need to go to restaurants located at the beginning of the city, and in the outback there are already desserts or coffee. As for coffee, there is a Starbucks with low prices. I don't know why, but the prices are significantly lower than the constant world chain prices.
Today is a Starbucks day. By the way, this was the second time in the history of our trips that I had coffee at Starbucks. The previous such cafe with adequate prices is ours in Malaysia. There is also a positive atmosphere in the city itself. Some man rides in a small, narrow car and radiates joy.
It is as if he was born to ride along the local streets. So Alacati is now a van love for us! For the sake of this city, it is definitely worth going to this part of Turkey. These towns have a positive feature, they always become a sudden discovery, for example, like Gdansk or Xi'an. In the evening, strictly according to the schedule, we were waiting for swimming in a warm sea!
In the morning we decided to visit other famous beaches in Cesme area. There are a lot of them here at different distances. On this day, we realized that the beaches without thermal springs, even at the end of June, keep the Arctic cold. The dissonance was still there, in the air there was an unbearable heat to which it was impossible to get used to. Legs ached with piercing pain from the icy and shallow sea.
Why is it not the other way around? In general, what I want to say is that the Aegean Sea is quite difficult. And if you are not ready to deal with the ambiguity of temperatures from beach to beach, from resort to resort, then it is better to limit yourself to a virtual journey in this story. Or fly here in even more heat, but I'm afraid to imagine much more. Okay, let's just do this, we have a heated beach 20 minutes from the hotel, so let's not break tradition. Today, after an evening swim, we went for a walk along the beach line, which soon gave way to marvelous landscapes of frozen rock. The soft evening sun shone on us, it was sweet and wonderful to walk. We walked without a goal, just enjoying the pleasant weather into the distance.
After about 40 minutes, we decided to look on the map where we were going and it turned out that we were just passing in a circle around a small peninsula that begins and ends in almost the same place. So, in an hour we really came almost to the same place where we started. That's okay, it won't be far to return home. Then we walked a lot along the cozy streets on the outskirts of the city. We ate pizza in the restaurant of a nice looking hotel. The hotel looked quite attractive, we could extend our stay here in Cesme, but again the price turned out to be cosmically higher than the price of our hotel. Even despite the fact that our current hotel bothered me a little, but when you realize that you will pay three times more for another one, and in return you will probably get more adequate service, then the previous one already seems to be normal. But we understood that with hotels there can be a problem with service everywhere. What else is remarkable, I noticed in this region, the evenings here are somehow especially romantic, for some reason the local atmosphere is very inviting.
Ildir
Now it's time to explore what the resorts look like, located much further than Cesme and decide what our next location on the journey will be. Somewhere far, far away there is the city of Ildir, there is a local landmark - a fortress. You can just go there to explore. True, there is such a feature in Cheshme - if a schedule hangs at the bus stop, then it indicates the time at which the minibus is guaranteed NOT to arrive. No matter how you want it, and it seems that the locals are aware of this feature. No one comes according to the schedule, people come later and just successfully get on the minibus.
The more we moved away from Cesme, the less attractive the resorts and the sea became. Although the sea here remained boundless, it was already too shallow and completely unattractive in color, mostly these were harbors with half-dead boats. Ildir was generally on the edge of Turkey and the whole world. Here one could safely say: “Congratulations, you have reached the end of resort Turkey! ”. But we still have enough time ahead of us to travel, what will we do with the route. Izmir was still in the plans, but we didn’t really like the Turkish mentality of this particular region, so we decided to exclude a large city from the route in the wild heat. In any case, there is still time to think, for now our task is to buy ice cream and start climbing the fortress. True, the tourist information worker warned us to be more careful at the fortress, and then his brother was bitten by a snake. This story clearly spices up our rise. It turned out to be really beautiful at the top, as promised, from a height the local sea even looks good. Further along the route, we had entertainment for real extreme people in such heat - thermal pools.
It was one of the local famous hotels. Ideally, it is better to visit pools in winter... But you have to have fun. Despite the very warm weather, the complex was in great demand. When it seemed that there was nowhere warmer, we went into one of several pools. No matter how it boils here. A pleasant relaxation instantly passed through the body, the mood immediately became lazy and melancholy. Well, at least the hotel did not let the guests fly into consciousness, as they were conducting a large-scale construction site right on the territory. The sounds of the perforator kept us all on our toes. Some sort of therapy. For several hours we happily jumped into the cool sea, then into the hot pools. In winter, it is probably very cool here, but in summer it was no less fun. After water procedures, we moved home. Near the hotel we had a small cafe with pastries. In addition to pastries, there was menemen on the menu, my discovery on this trip. I asked to have it prepared for me.
Although the dish was clearly designed for breakfast. The guy made it for me with such joy and inspiration that I even saw how he puts love into every ingredient. The menemen turned out perfectly delicious.
Ship in Cesme
As you probably already noticed, boats are our family passion, Dasha and I love to ride around the bays, and Misha loves it when the captain lets us steer. Here it was risky to go to the bays from the point of view that you could catch the cold sea again. In principle, our fears were confirmed. It was not critically cold, but you can’t sit in the water for a long time. But what does not change regardless of the temperature is the beautiful color of the sea. But this is all according to the standard, let me tell you better how the boat in Cesme differs from other boats in Turkey. A man comes out to dance belly dance. I would characterize the dance with the phrase “Spanish shame”.
Our fantasies were not ready for such debauchery. I can't say exactly what went wrong, but there must be something similar going on in men's nightclubs. If you want to see something unusual, then go on a boat in Cheshme, but if you don’t want to get a “moral injury”, then stay on the shore)))))
Tonight I myself went for a walk somewhere in the hills, from where a beautiful bay and endless fields of windmills opened up to me, which synchronously flashed red lamps in the night density. On how to build a route further, we made an unexpected for us, but very good decision.
We return to Kusadasi. It was definitely good there. Before leaving we went to the old town to have breakfast. But since it was another Sunday lockdown, everything was completely closed and there was not even a takeaway. But near one restaurant there was a banner with a photo of Iskander kebab. We got closer, the guy standing in the aisle beckoned us inside for an illegal Iskander kebab on a Sunday afternoon. It was very tasty and exciting. We have never had a meal illegally))) And after a delicious kebab, you can continue on your way!
South Kusadasi
As I described earlier, Kusadasi is a very long city, now we have settled on the opposite side of the one where we have already been on this journey. My next vacation, which I took for Cappadocia and Cesme, has ended, now I can calmly relax with my favorite work. Check-in at the hotel took place in the format already familiar to this trip. We found it, even found the price on one of the Turkish sites, but since the site was a little dumb, and even wanted to write money off the card right away, we decided to book a room directly by calling the hotel. I set this task to the mastercard concierge that is connected to my card. But, unfortunately, the employees of this service are branded “losers”. In most cases, for some reason, they will be lucky with solving problems. This hotel was no exception. For some reason, the hotel manager said that they would gladly accommodate us for $400 (instead of $290). We asked to find out what was wrong with the price, why it differs from the official one, as they explained to us, this is the case for tourists. We came to the reception and asked what the price for the hotel. The girl even determined that we are the tourists about whom the concierge service called them. Then she tried to tell us something about prices for locals, to which I replied that she had two ways. Either I am now paying for a hotel reservation on some dumb site, and they will receive only a part of the profit, or let them not hang noodles on their ears and settle at the official price. Then the girl could not understand how we even ended up here. “We live here”, since the hotel obviously did not want to lose profit, “We live here” can be considered as local. There are trips that go like clockwork, but there are like clockwork, given the beautiful cities and easy access, this trip can be categorized as oil on a grater. The hotel, by the way, looked beautiful, I think that this trio was originally a five. We were also upgraded to a room with a beautiful sea view! Hurry up and check it out! Dasha was the first to reach the water and joked unsuccessfully, pretending that the sea was icy. I explained to Dasha that you can’t joke with some things, including the sea temperature on this trip)))
In fact, it was just as warm and exhilarating as previous Kusadasi. Everything you need for your final vacation. An all-inclusive hotel, warm sea and so few people that absolutely all of our sunbeds are in the truest sense of the word. However, there was something strange going on with the sunbed. We usually take only one at all, put our things and run to swim. I noticed that there were more things on our sunbed, and a Russian-speaking woman and a guy were standing nearby. I, passing by the lounger, decided to laugh it off, “Will you lie on one with us? ”. The woman replied, something indistinct in the spirit of "No, well, we'll just stay here. " The next day the situation repeated again. For some reason, these guys chose ours out of fifty completely free sunbeds, put their things nearby, then stood and talked about something. Some sunbed maniacs. Dasha and I tried to find at least some explanation for this phenomenon, but we couldn’t come up with anything logical at all, except that the tourists believed that the hotel gave out one sunbed for everyone. A long embankment was also attached to the warm sailor, stretching far into infinity. It was the most luxurious location for a relaxed end of the trip. True, it was still necessary to resolve the issue with the Internet in the room, since a weak signal reached our room. I, like in the movie “Ghostbusters”, walked through the corridors with a laptop, studying the behavior of the signal. Then he came to the reception, described how they were catching a network of routers and asked us to move to one of the rooms in the signal coverage area, and also to have that fantastic sea view! We were relocated, now it's generally chic. What royal sunsets awaited us here!!!
Turkey seemed to say goodbye to us every evening.
An interesting fact is that I want to see the sunset in the sea and, in theory, the sun should set here, but the silhouette of the earth appears on the last centimeters above the water and the sun sets clearly into the mainland) What are we going to have fun here besides work and trips for our favorite lemonade to the center?
Hamam
Firstly, we haven’t been to the hammam for a long time, we need to repeat it. Hammam this time was quite unusual. If tourists are usually brought to hamams at five-star hotels, then this one was public. Let me tell you, the experience is amazing! If everything is decorously noble in the fives, then the attendant washes and massages hardcore, as I like. It seemed to me that he was torturing me and trying to strangle me, I completely relaxed. In the women's part of the hammam, Dasha was washed more lightly. We will most likely now include hammams in a mandatory visit on every trip. In this long we were three times, all three times were successful.
Tortuga Aquapark
The second cool entertainment is the Tortuga water park in one of the neighboring hotels. We even thought about moving to a hotel at the water park for a day, since ours did not have a free day to extend, but at the last moment the mass arrival of tourists was postponed, and we were able to extend our stay at our hotel. What is the beauty of the water park? There is a cool worker here who clearly love their job. Some of the slides are pretty extreme, but he makes it the height of horror. So, for example, from a slide on which a second free fall occurs, the guy at the last moment spins your circle so that during the fall you fly backwards and continue to rotate.
For extreme sensations, the water park has approached the famous water park in Tenerife Siam Park. I had flashbacks to the horror slides of that water park) Another guy from a rather ordinary dark slide managed to make a horror attraction in the same way. He stood behind the circle, grabbed the handrail with his hands and launched us on a double circle, pushing with his feet so that he flew completely into the pipe and pulled himself by the crossbar, which he held on to. Dasha and I developed incredible speed in a closed pipe. In general, if you like extreme water parks, then you are here, if you don’t like it, then there is a cool animation when everyone is dancing, jumping on individual trampolines standing on a fountain that spouts from the ground. All this happens under a DJ set, which charges in front of the fountain. At the same time, everyone, the water park is part of the hotel complex, which for some reason is considered a triple, although it costs like a full five 1000 liras per night ($ 118)).
Sirince
Previously, we did not know about this town, but it was so actively promoted on the posters of local travel agencies that we decided to check if we had missed anything when planning. Before the city still had to try to reach. First we went to the bus station, then we moved to Selcuk and only from there we took a minibus to Sirinj. The town turned out to be really cozy and beautiful.
It is quite small and is aimed primarily at lovers of gastronomic paradise. Specifically, here the main focus is on hundreds of types of fruit wines. Prices are, of course, overpriced, but free tastings are great here. Dasha and I tasted so much that I was worried that we would miss the plane the day after tomorrow)))) There really is a lot of delicious things here. Only one problem, you need to explain in Turkish))))
The second stage of gastronomy is special tables in coffee houses, where there is sand in the center and your Turkish coffee is prepared in the center of the table there. And what I especially liked was the price and availability of kunefe, one of my favorite Turkish sweets. It goes perfectly with local coffee. By the way, we were served by a teenager who spoke English.
It was even unusual for us to hear English from the locals, for the whole long trip we could count on our fingers the people speaking English to us. With knowledge of the tourist language at this age, the guy will clearly have a great future. Misha's gastronomy consisted in fried ice cream, which was made here on one of the old streets, and mulberry juice, pouring like a fountain in every cafe. In fact, not only Misha got hooked on this juice.
It was not enough for us to wander around the city, so we climbed the peaks, which flaunted against the backdrop of the city. There were many trekking routes and an excellent panorama of the town. In the story, I, of course, cannot convey the whole heady atmosphere of a small town, so feel free to include Siringe in your routes and you will be able to completely let the city spirit through you.
By the way, at the time of writing the story, even my parents discovered Sirinzhe.
Kirazli
We had the last free evening, everything on the route was passed and even overfulfilled, but we won’t just sit with our hands folded? Somewhere on the Internet, a comparison of Sirinje with the Turkish village of Kirazli flashed. Compared to Sirince, it definitely won, however, this seems to be the last place we have not yet visited in the district. As soon as the working day ended, we immediately jumped into the minibus to the bus station. There we were told that a bus would now go to Aydin via Kirazli, but there would be no reverse. But our plans are unbreakable! For brave travelers, the absence of a return bus is definitely not an obstacle. Go!
We were actually dropped off in the middle of a Turkish village. Our presence did not go unnoticed, the locals looked at us with interest, here, as I understand it, we are only the second tourists after those who compared Kirazli and Sirinje))) Well, let's go see what's interesting here. I don’t know if all Turkish villages are so cool, but the views of the fields and plantations here had a pronounced Asian tinge. It was very similar to Thai or Vietnamese panoramas. True, without stepped terraces. It is a pity that we were limited by the time of the end of dinner and could not wander here enough along all the paths.
By and large, if you do not have a goal to see every corner of Turkey, then you can limit yourself to visiting only Seringe. Now I need to get back somehow. A seemingly self-confident man was standing near the store, we asked him if there would be a bus today. He started to check something on the phone, dug for about three minutes, then started talking on the phone with someone, discussed something very intensely, after about five minutes I clarified whether there was any progress with the bus, to which he replied that in general about buses do not know. Okay, let's get another one. The cashier at the store said that the bus should still be in 15 minutes. We went to the exit from the village and decided to hitchhike just in case, otherwise the buses here are not stable now. At first, a promising car was driving, but the driver stopped near us and went to the market. The next ones turned out to be the police and passed by, then another car that I wanted to stop turned out to be the police, and finally I stopped the bus, but it also turned out to be a police. The gendarme said that he was from the police, I nodded to him that the fact that he was from the police should not prevent him from giving us a lift to the city, especially since we had not yet ridden in such a bus. The gendarme with the driver began to actively deny that they would not give us a lift, to the question “Why? ” they could not find an answer and left without us for the city. Just then a guy from the market came out and went to his car. I asked him if he was going to the city? He nodded, I said that we are with him! He happily gestured for us to get into his car. Then he made a stop near the layout with fruit and bought us all apples for the road. What kind of drivers are cuties here. He dropped us off just at the fork with the bus station, so we were at the hotel on time so that after dinner we also managed to watch the sunset.
True, today only I had the enthusiasm to run to the room in order to have time to catch the last thirty seconds before sunset. Yesterday there was still enough enthusiasm for everyone. Everyone was already exhausted by the route))))
The end of the Turkish journey
Our great Turkish journey has reached its finale, as I wrote at the beginning of the story, it was one of our most difficult trips. In an infinite stretch of history, only 46 days have passed. For us, it's been an eternity. Those problems with which the trip began in the form of elbow bursitis and theft of things were already somewhere far away in a past life. In pre-quarantine distant times, we flew to Turkey once a year, opening a new location. Now, having changed seven locations in one trip, it’s like we spent seven years of traveling at a time.
We mentally prepared for the final part of the trip for a long time and tried to accumulate strength and morale as much as possible. We flew to Borispol, loaded into a taxi. On the way, I contacted my mother and told her to take Misha at our house with a suitcase and backpacks. We got off at the subway and went to the Atlas Weekend festival. Today was the second day of the opening of the festival. Before the festival, we went to eat at Puzata Hata. After a month and a half of Turkish food, my native dumplings seemed to me something of the kind of heavenly ambrosia. It seemed to me that I had never eaten such delicious dumplings in restaurants. It turns out interesting, we love Turkish cuisine very much and during the whole trip we didn’t get tired of it a bit, but as soon as we returned home, our taste buds greedily clung to our native Ukrainian cuisine. Well, now forward to dancing and fun. This time we paid for three days plus one free. Fatigue from the journey, oddly enough, faded into the background. A second wind opened up, and we walked on the positive for four full days until night. After sunny and warm Turkey, on the very first day in Kyiv, he met us with a juicy cool downpour. It was unusual, even literally in the morning we didn’t worry at all about the weather forecast, because the resorts absolutely had a clear sun all the days and only once in the evening it rained for 30 minutes, and here such a dive. But the rain was not a problem. The problem was that we ran to catch the Kozak system and ended up stuck under a canopy near the stage where Poplavsky performed. Unfortunately, many people turned out to be Poplavsky's hostages and the downpour lasted the whole of his concert and also forced us to listen to a number of other groups that we had not planned. Our friend Tanya was more fortunate, she got stuck somewhere at the entrance far from the stage. I offered her to turn on the live broadcast of Poplavsky on the phone, but she did not want to share our "Joy" with us. But when the downpour ended, the fun continued until the very night, and so for four days. On the fourth day, when our part of the festival ended, there was the last push left. We had another Veda Life festival planned. This festival is dedicated to Indian culture and does not require such energy costs. I remember that on the vedalife I walked like a hit on the head and drank my favorite masala tea. Since our bodies understood that this was definitely the end, Dasha and I can no longer remember what exactly happened after the vedalife and how we ended up at home. But I remember well the day when on Monday I turned on the computer and realized that for the first time in months I could relax and work in peace for my own pleasure. And how good it is that there are no tickets for the next month))))
PS We returned at the beginning of July and initially planned that in August we would continue to travel further. At the time of writing the story, it is already September and the desire to take it straight and fly somewhere has just begun to return, it still seems to us that we cannot take a break from the Turkish big trip)
Trip information
Date of travel: 05/21/2021 – 07/06/2021
Duration: 46 days
Trip difficulty: 6/10 (average)
