What a Diffetece A Day Makes.

Finally had a morning not awoken by call to prayer- the Turkish military thought artillery practice was more appropriate. It hits home when a neighbouring country is actually experiencing the noise every day.

Knee a bit sore, but strapping has done the trick and stopped bleeding not sure how the wound is going. A half day walk might tell the story.

Got a taxi ride with the former Turkish rally car champion in his car from 1980 , with flat bald tyres intact. With four of us and luggage he wheel spun up the gravel path. The next hour on alpine roads and hairpin bends had me barelnuckled by the end.  

Got let out and  walked on a mixture of roads with fabulous ocean views on tough tracks , often hard to follow. The  next bit was a a stark reminder of yesterday with a 3km walk up on a thing loosely described as a track to about 675 metres and then found our Turkish cultural family stay.

That was after a trip through the famous Sidyma ruins which consisted of two buildings and getting two lots of comtrary instructions from locals.

What innovation , two tin garden sheds converted into a bedroom and a separate shower and toilet, all overlooking the chook shed and canvas cabana. Can see why all the cats are outside- there is no room to swing one in our apartment.

Ingenious use of waste shower water it ran onto the verge garden.

Looking forward to the family dinner experience as they seem lovely people.

Dinner was healthy and plentiful and our first alcohol free night.

Went to bed and it was a bit disorientating as the floor walls and ceiling were all made of the same material. That said slept ok.