Having made the decision not to walk, we had a late breakfast. Plenty of salads, jams, honey, cheese, dried figs and walnuts and then TOASTED bread and a cheese omelette served from the pan. The day was spent walking from pool to bedroom and no further. An inspection of Danny’s knee last night and a new dressing confirmed it seems to be going in the right direction but we both have scratches and bruises. Mine host managed to rustle up a couple of tuna salad sandwiches on toasted bread and 2 cold beers for lunch, which we scoffed by the pool. Even in this very remote place we can still here a nearby mosque and the call to prayer is on loud speaker throughout the valley. Sometimes the tape recording works other times it doesn’t and you get 10-15 mins of scratchy microphone with maybe a word every thirty seconds. It really does sound like someone is strangling the mufti and then he fights back to life again.
A look at the guide book indicates that today we are missing some of the most famous ruins along the way. Apparently an amphitheatre much older than the one in Rome but we figured we didn’t know what it looked like before we came to Turkey and we probably still won’t know when we leave, but we have a fair idea of what it may look like. It’s nearly 6.30 and I reckon there’s another G&T with my name on it.
Jane treks Lycian Way 2022 