Çeşeme (pictures to be added later)

Our Journey (come sail away?) took us to a small town out on the coast called Cesme. It was a quaint little berg right on the beach. Every hotel and hostel was book for the weekend but we had an ace in the hotel...er ...hole. Naz’s father has worked just about everywhere in turkey and knows just about everyone. With one phone call he had secured us a suite in a hotel that was full booked at half the normal rate?! Awesome. I have said it before; it is good to know people.

The hotel Delmar was perfect. Just a few moments from the beach it served all of our needs. We took a moment to settle in and then headed for the beautiful sandy shore. Once again Naz’s farther, Mehmet, had once again arranged for a rock star day for us. He knew the beach maitre’d, Abdullah, at the Sheraton hotel and though we were not staying there we were allowed to use their beautiful beach facilities.

We sat our on the beach and listened to the young children play as the waves flapped against the beach. We waited until we were quite hot and then plunged headlong into the Aegean. It was invigorating and saltier than a British sea captain. We played in the surf until hunger over came us. In the distance we smelled faint bits of yum being cooked. The four of us walked along the beach until we came to a Kumru stand. Kumru is a yummy Turkish sandwich that looks and tastes like this: {insert picture}

Rana had a relative that owned a bar near the Kumru stand so we decided to drop by. The woman welcomed us with open arms and even pulled out some beers for us while she and Rana caught up in very fast Turkish. I was lost. At least I had an MGD to keep me company.

We then headed back down the beach to our place at the Sheraton. It had not been10 minutes since we had returned and a giant fruit bowl was plopped in front of us. We could not be sure but we assumed that Abdullah was behind it. He was.

We went for a final swim and then headed back to the hotel room…thoroughly red all over. The four of us showered and headed for dinner in the “happenin’” part of the town. There we had them most amazing food I have had in turkey fried Manti! Could eat for every meal ever… After dinner Augusto saw an ad for a Mexican band, of all things, that he wanted to see was playing at Babylon, the cool club in Turkey. So we decided to go. The club was right on the beach so we could sit on little pillows and listen to the water lap against the shore while we waited for the bad to play. Pretty awesome really. The band was kind of electronic with trumpets and an accordion. They were good but we were so tired. Rana and I sat down on the beach and promptly feel asleep on the comfy pillows. Augusto found us as the concert was ending and we all took a cab home. What a day.