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Published: August 16th 2014
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Woolly says – I was first up closely followed by Jo, as we sat drinking our first cay of the day we talked about how Turkish we have now become. Cay being a central part of that but we now tend to look at Turkish prices and go ‘that’s expensive’ until converted to the Great British Pound when we realise it’s very very cheap. Accommodation over the last four nights added up to 250 TL which once comes to the princely sum of £71.42 GBP less than £20.00 GBP a night including a feast at breakfast time, happy Mammoth. The shopkeepers seemed to have changed as well, no hassle just the wish to pass the time of day with you, very pleasant. Woolly says – breakfast consumed, well except for the tomato and cucumber, I really cannot get used to having salad for breakfast, somehow it’s wrong. Our chat was interrupted by the strains of Vivaldi’s Four Seasons, where had that come from? I looked round expecting to see someone with one of those boxy things on their shoulders only to find the local binmen! Vivaldi and bins! This country never ceases to amaze me, as they passed on I pondered on how fed up they must feel by the end of the day when that is all they have to listen to hour after hour, maybe I should write to the Mayor of Antalya and suggest that each day’s music is changed, Happy Monday’s on well Monday, hmmm Tuesday could be a a tune from the Rolling Stones, I will have to think about Wednesday, I don’t like Mondays? Well actually Mondays aren’t too bad but you get the idea.
While my small companion considering further ideas we checked the rooms over and after many thank you’s to the lovely owners we shouldered our bags and set off for the bus station. Woolly says – It’s nine in the morning and already 34!!!! If they think I’m walking they have another think coming, I decided to hedge my bets and clambered into Jo’s bag to make sure there were plenty of snacks for the trip. Sunday Bloody Sunday? Antalya is actually two cities and the contrast is sharp. The Old Town packed full of history, small lanes and beautiful buildings whilst the other side is jammed with cars, noise, high rise apartments and shops. We crossed the tram lines and found ourselves in an area where every shop was full to bursting with wedding
paraphernalia . Woolly says – Just like Istanbul where areas are designated to selling the same things, why? I might only be a Mammoth but it makes no business sense to have shop after shop selling exactly the same thing, how DO they make money? Oh Oh how about Saturday nights alright for fighting? The walk to the tram seemed endless and with Woolly adding more and more tracks to his ‘week day’ theme I was starting to get a headache. With the tram stop in sight we made it just as one opened its cool interior to us. Woolly says – Bliss, I had contemplated a quick dip into a fountain that we had passed but having an allergy to water I managed to contain myself, the tram moved away and the air conditioning soothed my soggy fur and I sat watching apartment block after block passing by, I’m glad we hadn’t spent much time in the new city it didn’t look like my kind of place. Monday, Monday so good to me, Jo likes a bit of Mama’s and Papa’s, bit stuck on Wednesday and Thursday though!
With the tram ride over and a variety of escalators and moving pavements aiding our walk we found ourselves back at Antalya bus station with a bus waiting conveniently for us, climbing on board we collapsed onto our seats ready for the trip back to Alanya. Woolly settled himself down with his snacks kindly provided free of charge and a film that he said was a must see even if it was in Turkish and we came to the end of our trip. We hadn’t managed to do everything we had planned but then planning a trip in Turkey IN August wasn’t the most sensibile idea in the first place but we had enjoyed ourselves immensely. Happy had proved to be a wonderful travel companion and we thank him from the bottom of our hearts for taking us to pastures new and giving both of us a much needed break from the stresses of our current everyday life. Woolly says – the mammoth on the bus goes……………………….
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Paul Drielsma
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Turkish movies
Can someone please write to Turkish Tourism and suggest they put English subtitles on those bus movies? Come on... would not take much!