Hunting is worse than bondage, or what is unlucky and how to deal with it-2. Part 4
Finally, you don't have to get up before dawn! You can sleep as long as you want! Up to 6! Or even until half past six! Having grabbed nectarines from breakfast, we set off again to conquer the city of Chalysh, intending to get to the flag. My son-in-law, in our absence, had already managed to drive there, and there were no foresters there.
We walked along the path along the cliff, enjoying the views, and somehow imperceptibly went further than necessary, without turning where necessary. Below us, from behind the trees, we could already see a white, polished, secluded beach of a 7-star hotel.
We got into the phone. This trail is not shown on the map at all. But she is! Therefore, they did not return and went on.
And then we went to the bay, completely wild and therefore beautiful, overgrown with flowering oleander bushes.
Here we swam with great pleasure, including caves.
For the first time in the Mediterranean, I saw at least some fish.
Having barely shaken off the water, we heard approaching voices, so we hurried to get dressed and move on. We tried to go around the cape along the shore. There was a shallow with growing mussels. Still quite tiny. And there are no big ones! And on the beaches they do not wear either rapana or mussels. Where do they go then? We also swam here, enjoying the solitude and clear water. Satisfied a little longing for the Crimea.
It became impossible to go further along the coast and we climbed onto the path. Well, how's the path? In places it was possible to walk freely, but for the most part it was necessary to wade through all sorts of thorns and scabs. There were no trail markings. Only occasionally came across pieces of cloth tied to twigs, well, or laid out columns of stones, called tours. So I had to poke around. Goats were seen on the slope.
Perhaps these are not human paths at all, but goat paths? Although, did some goats post the tours?
Somewhere ahead there should be a pirate cove. But the path to it on the map goes from above and breaks off. Not the fact that we will get to it this way. And indeed, having passed a little more, we climbed into such huschi! Potyrkavshis, have not found even a goat trail. I had to return.
The bay, meanwhile, was filled with boats with divers. Good thing we get up early. Now there was absolutely nothing to do there!
The second half of the day passed quietly and peacefully. An ordinary boring day of a package tourist. Bar-lunch-bar-beach-barbarbarbarbar-pool-bar-dinner-bar-bed. With children, thank God, everything was in order. The son-in-law had time to play with the little one while her mother was sunbathing, and to roam around the neighborhood while they were sleeping. I even ran to the beach, from where the path to Phaselis left. But I didn't know where exactly it started. We didn't have time to tell him. But we must also visit Phaselis ourselves! The appointment was made for the next morning. We still had three more days, and we were going to spend them with maximum benefit.
So we went back to Ginza. I had to wait a bit while the manager spud other tourists. He sold them a tour of Demre-Mira-Kekov for 90 bucks for 4. In my opinion, very good! And, like us, he promised rafting for 10 bucks. In other agencies, this happiness cost as much as 15! Therefore, we, fearing a dirty trick, decided to clarify what is included in the price? Otherwise, we will arrive, and you will have to pay extra for lunch and a life jacket. You can, of course, do without both. We also thought that the rafting takes place in the Goynuk canyon, which is quite close to Kirish. Why then does the tour take the whole day? It turned out that not at all there, but somewhere beyond Antalya. Ohohohonyushki! Another half day ride. And the price included lunch and a life jacket with a helmet. Additionally, only a wetsuit. Fine! The son-in-law also wanted to, but one day we could not go - the daughter alone with our child would not be able to cope. Therefore, they split up - the son-in-law was supposed to go on Friday, and we on Saturday. And at seven in the morning on Sunday we have a return flight.
The children had half a century of '88 lying around, with Grant as a child. At home, it was impossible to shove him - the rate was too low for him. That's why I tried to dump it here. handed it to the manager. He grimaced and asked if I had another bill? I paused and was about to reach into my bag for more money, but he gave up first and held out twenty change, as the next tourists were already waiting for him. Well, what? Only they can cheat us?
In the morning we set out on a hike again. Now to the other side. After walking a little along the beach, we went out onto the road to Camyuva. We were here five years ago on our first visit to Turkey. Actually, we didn’t see the village as such last time.
Our hotel was located on the outskirts, close to Phaselis. And we never went the other way. Did not have time. But the hotel located next to ours is well remembered. And they did not expect to see it completely abandoned.
I thought that only here you can see such a sad sight. From the entrance to the nightclub there was a sepulchral dampness. Brr! Horror!
Having reached the end of the village, we easily found the way to Phaselis. It's like those five years didn't exist. Again we stomp here. Here is a small white beach.
Small, small, but garbage, like on a big one! We swam a little and moved on. Nothing has changed. The same sarcophagi,
The same cave.
Stop! What else is this? On the path lay (or sat? ) a turtle. At first I thought it was ceramic. I have one sitting in a dry stream in my country house. Frozen! When I finally realized that she was alive, I began to sneak up on her in order to take a picture. And how she will break into the bushes! I had to catch and return back to the track.
Besides lizards, we did not meet anyone else. It was quite overcast, and the pictures turned out so-so. 5 years ago it was sunny and better pictures. And the water is wetter.
There was a ticket booth on the shore. I wonder who buys tickets there? By the way, on the way to Cappadocia, we stopped at several places. Toilets were free everywhere. And only in the caravanserai at the entrance was a table with a sign like "one pis - 1 lira. " But no one was at the table, and, accordingly, no one paid. Here, in Phaselis, apparently, the same system. If you really want to, you can buy a ticket. We didn't want to.
After walking, we went back. Several yachts moored not far from the small white bay, and it lost its attractiveness. It was too lazy to change clothes back and forth. I love when there is no one.
Stomping on the pavement in Camyuva, we watched a fascinating spectacle. Two miracles of technology - a cross between a motorcycle and an electric car, were racing in the middle of the road. Passengers, two hefty men of Slavic nationality, almost fell out of the back seats, trying to push the opponent, hand or foot - it does not matter. The boys are having fun! And the day before, in Kirishi, we saw a similar vehicle, which was driven by a man with a woman on his knees! Kapets!
Today's afternoon was different from yesterday's new entertainment. The kids took a couple of hours off to Kemer to visit Waikiki. They, in our absence, have already been honored to visit there, but the little one did not let them shop thoughtfully, so this evening I had to fulfill my grandmother's duty. We swam in the sea, and in the children's pool, and in the dining room entertained the audience at dinner. When Mom and Dad finally returned, dragging a big Waikik bag with them, I had fun to the end and with a joyful cry of “Mom has arrived! ” gave them a chadushka. Urgently in the bar to finish the unfinished drink!
To be continued.
