We made friends almost immediately.
We located a hotel, met relatives of the owner, and landed ourselves on a boat. We pull out of the protected river area,
and next thing you know, we’re cruising the coastline.
It changes constantly. After some twenty minutes of loud music, a short spurt of off-balance dancing, and hollered conversation, we arrive at an inlet.
Selin and I talk, while Irem tested the water with her toe. Ozcan lost no time diving in; can you tell which one is him racing back to the boat?
These craggy nooks reminded folks of Cappadocia – no, I didn’t go there (yet). Maybe on the next trip. 🙂 Returning, pictures were taken all around, of the women:
and the (self-segrated?) men:
We parted ways at sunset.
