Groundhog Day

On a new regime now, walking less, stopping more, drinking more water on the way.

Another sensational breakfast filled up the tank for our first 45 minute hike up hill. Despite being full the ladder against the fig tree proved too encouraging for Jane until she took the first step.

Whilst we were climbing Turkish workers and families sped down the opposite way on scooters, often with unsecured kids pouched in front of the driver- no such thing as helmets for anyone.

Spent the next hour and a bit trying to traverse an area of massive construction where the Have’s of society are building huge villas with spectacular views and the inevitable infinity pool. Sadly they have obliterated the track and it’s markings and we spent lots of time trying to find the way forward, which even meant going through peoples backyards.

Solved the puzzle and arrived in first town of the day where we had been warned to look out for wild dogs. I had loaded all the pockets with rocks and Jane was at the ready with walking poles. After walking a further 5 Kim’s on rough bush tracks across streams that had not seen a lick of rain in recent times, we came across our first beast at s farm and promptly rolled over for a belly rub. At this point we disarmed and moved on confident the threat was over.

Got lost and did some highway walking into the next town for lunch at a local cafe with all of the locals.

Off again to find another trail which was remnants of the old aqueduct. Found it and heaps of overgrown bushes which provided a free dermabrasion as we picked our way through the rubble.

Then it happened around s bend and the rubble turned into a full blown construction 100 meters wide 25 meters of the ground and about a meter of walking area down the middle. At that point I reslisedvFrozen was not just s movie. I was rooted to the spot thinking about my fear on something 20 times smaller than this.

Jane reassured me it would be fine – if only she was in my pants. The reassurance came from the fact she saw a no entry sign and a track marker leading to the side, I was relieved but my heart was still thumping when we reached the bottom.

It was an amazing construction and was actually a giant siphon, bits has fallen off during time and made interesting viewing.

Found our way through s keyhole exit and made for the road for our rendezvous with our pack carrier who was taking us to Kalyan to stay the evening.

Took a while and in the interim we had fun picking the pricked out of our docks, accumulated along the way.

Drove into Kalyan and it’s an amazing seaside resort with villas and units adorning the hills and the main part of town on steep roads that led to the beach.
It had every conceivable store imaginable.

Found our 2nd floor apartment just above the shopping and cafe precinct and luckily mine host lugged our bags up.

Nice comfortable room with a good view to beach and offshore islands,- size wise it was smaller than last nights bathroom. It also had a very low entry door into room and the shower closet- both took off a bit of bark from head of this slow learner

After changing had tea and cake with owner on terrace rooftop dining area before heading off on a tour which included more terrace activity at s bar and then a restaurant.

Everywhere we went it was full of Pom’s and we later found out it’s a Little England which is slowly taking over from Spain and Portugal since Brexit.

Did another lap of town before bing serenaded by doof doof music from bars and drifting off to hum of the refrigerator, after a much more enjoyable day