We fell in love with Turkey.

Written: 18 august 2015
Travel time: 31 july — 7 august 2015
Who does the author recommend the hotel to?: For a relaxing holiday
Your rating of this hotel:
8.0
from 10
Hotel ratings by criteria:
Rooms: 8.0
Service: 8.0
Cleanliness: 8.0
Food: 8.0
Amenities: 8.0
I can’t even believe that we have visited the land of Ancient Greece, the so-called Anatolia, and now Turkey. We saw tombs-sarcophagi, the ancient acropolis, an amphitheater, the ancient Greek city of Kekova sunken by an earthquake, swam in the Aegean Sea, in Oludeniz, in the Dalyan Reserve, caught crabs on chicken skins, ate cooked crabs, saw giant turtles "Caretta-caretta", however, under water churned up by yachts. That's what I didn't like - why not space the ships so you can sneak up on them quietly. And so they, the poor, rushed to the shore in the thickets of reeds. They also took mud baths in thermal springs. Loved the Turkish wine tasting. This is something exquisite, especially from mulberry, pomegranate, cherry. I have never drank anything better in the world. We bought lokum, so how can you compare it with ours, which looks like chewing gum?
As for food, I have never eaten such delicious chicken as there. I immediately remembered hazel grouse (brother-hunter mined). Ayran tastes so good that I could drink almost a liter. Arriving home, I bought a liter bottle in the store and poured this sour water into the sink, which did not even resemble a Turkish drink. I must finally criticize something. It is very, very disappointing that our ruble is not worth anything there, and the Turkish lira is only three times cheaper than the euro. It was a pleasure to communicate with Angelica who organizes excursions, and as for the hotel - no complaints, although we are big pigs. Oh yes, I remembered that it’s bad - that there is no beach, citywide, paid. But we didn’t swim anywhere during the excursions! especially wonderful two-day sightseeing tour of Turkey, as well as Dalyan. We were especially impressed by the tour guide Mesut Peksen. We do not say goodbye, but we dream to come there again.
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