I think my remarkably low expectations for Kuşadası actually allowed me to enjoy it more once we got there. Sure, the seaside is cluttered with mammoth cruise ships. Sure, restaurants list their prices in Euros on their all-English menus. Sure, the sand on the beach has been almost completely obscured by the densest possible coating of towels, umbrellas, and flesh. Sure, the souvenir shops stretch on as far as the eye can see selling cheap Chinese-made trinkets guaranteed to preserve - at best - warped memories of what Turkey is all about. Sure, miniskirts outnumber head scarves... well, I suppose that last part isn't the end of the world. You get the idea though - it's one MTV Beach Party away from being Cocoa Beach, Florida. It is the type of place that typically I would
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