Had a traditional Turkish breakfast, of course. at the teacher apartment. The guy who runs the place wrote his complete name, email, phone, and address on a map and gave it to Megan. Then I guess he thought maybe he hurt my feelings and as an afterthought, did the same for me. I left mine in the room and eventually, Megan's ended up in the trash. So after a long breakfast, we headed to Uzungöl, which means 'long lake.' This quaint little village on a small lake gets its fair share of tourist buses, but it has not yet been completely negatively influenced by tourists. It is still quaint, even though it has a lot of pretty good size hotels, and the local eateries are still local. There aren't too many shops and the shops that
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