Some of my absolute favorite flavors and dishes were in Greece and Turkey, and that’s the reason I almost feel like I owe them this entry! The difficulty within comes from the fact that there are countless versions of kebabs and its Greek version gyro, and just like most of us, I get totally confused about which is which…(so please forgive me for any mistaken version)!
We had read and heard about the sunken ruins in the Kekova region, and wanted to squeeze it into our last day on the road. We didn’t really know what to expect or how to reach the actual sunken city, and as we arrived to this small coastal town Kaleköy, we learned there’s only one way: taking up on one of the cruise offers in the harbour. They were all from few hours to all day long cruises, and they were going to take you around the island and the ruins.

We were now on the D400 road headed to south*. The first stop we made was in Patara. What today seems like just a traditional Turkish village, used to be a lively commercial center in its time. Pass the village you can now visit its ancient ruins and just a bit further is the Patara-Beach; a nearly 20 kilometres long white-sand beach popular in summer time.

We started waking up to the rising sun somewhere on the Taurus Mountain range before Fethiye. The night in the bus had been quite pleasant, and to my surprise, we had actually slept pretty well (Turkish busses are comfortable in fact). As we now approached the coast, we were so excited about our third part of the trip that would take us along the Mediterranean coast line. Although it was really early, we couldn’t sleep anymore, but kept watching as the hilly road started descending towards our destination. It was about 7am as we got to the central station of Fethiey, which is located in the outskirts of the town. We had to get a taxi for the last couple of kilometres to reach our hotel by the seaside. We had decided to treat ourselves for a little nicer hotel this time, thinking it would be a nice relaxation after a night in a bus. This early we couldn't check-in but let me tell you, the Turkish hospitality was on its best once again: we got to use their Spa downstairs to get all freshened up, and then enjoy the breakfast on the waterfront (which I can assure was the best breakfast we have ever seen or eaten- free of charge). We knew it would be a great day.

The flight from Istanbul to Kayseri was just an hour long, pretty much the same as the shuttle from the airport to Göreme (Cappadocia). From the airport you could see the mountain range behind the town (peaks almost 4km high), but arriving to Göreme was different because you’re on a high plateau and you don’t see it coming the same way. But there we were, in the center of Turkey, area known as Anatolia. You think you’ve seen mountains, rock formations and all that, but what you realize upon arrival is that you haven’t seen anything just like this before. The entire village is basically made of stone and more than half of the houses are actual cave houses, and so was our little adorable guesthouse- The Sunset Cave. Who would’ve known this was going to be the meeting point for many new friendships.

So how did we decide to travel to Istanbul? Actually it’s a pretty fun story (especially for me), because the whole trip to Turkey was my birthday gift from Denis. What can I say, except that I was totally blown away when he handed over a trip plan (a real nice ‘presentation’ with photos & information about the places we’d go) and said we would be on our way in 10 days. Boy was I surprised! He had done it again, without me having a clue what he’d been up to…
The itinerary looked something like this: First a stop in Istanbul, then flying to central Turkey and Cappadocia, and finally exploring the coast from Fethiye till Antalya. In a nutshell, this was going to be our route. Without a further ado- Selam Istanbul!
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