George's House

I forgot to tell you about the second day at George's house. Since Halim and I took the coastal route we wanted to see what we missed by not taking the higher Lycia trail. We both thought this would be an easy day so we hiked up the to see the view we missed. It was nice but we were both glad we took the coastal route. As I said the coastal route was not easy because we would go down to the coast and up the mountain over and over.

So after seeing the view we went back to George's to get our swimsuits and then headed down to Butterfly Valley. This should be a breaze - Not! The climb was so steep there were ropes involved - four level of ropes. They recently put in new ropes because a German traveler fell and died last year. I loved it. I love climbing up more than down. It's easier going up, which of course, we had to do on the return. I didn't use the ropes at all then. I try not to use the ropes much because that's when it could be unsafe. Frailed ropes.

Down at the Butterfly Valley beach I swam. There are far better swimmers than me somewhere but I rarely see them. The water is my womb. I can go forever. I was lucky in Kusadasi a sweet beach boy, Ali Faut, who collected money for using lounge chairs lent me his goggles and then I could really go far.

That night after all the exercise I was very hungry. I was looking forward to George's dinner. I wish I had taken pictures of his spread. The first night there he must have had at least eight mezes. I thought that the next night would be more of the same, which would have been fine. No he had totally different ones. Unbelievably delicious!

I'm jumping ahead now to Amasya.