Unfortunately it was raining on our last day in Fethiye, so we didn't see some things we wanted to, but we enjoyed the morning watching the storms roll in over the mountains and out to sea.
At midday we caught the bus to Kusadasi (4-5hrs) and had our cheapest lunch to date at one of the bus stops (it was really tasty too).
Fethiye harbor, the day before the rain
We woke up early for our tour to Pamukkale the next day. After waiting nearly an hour, Ben calls the agency who organised it and is told it's tomorrow (we assume the local travel group has stuffed up). Seeing we're ready to go, we get a local bus out to Ephesus and spend time exploring the ancient city instead.
Lunch at the Seven Sleepers
On Monday we wake early again for our tour to Pumukkale and after 30 minutes of waiting Ben calls again to see what’s going on. Long story short, by the time a representative from the tour agency finally shows up we’ve already organised a hire car and we’re walking out the door.
Pumukkale is a 3hr drive from Kusadasi. To be honest I'm so happy we're not doing a stupid tour but then I'm not the one driving. At 1pm we are walking up the travertines. It's a strange place ... random limestone formations on the side of a mountain, formed by flowing mineral springs. Once we've reached the top the crowds are forming and we manage to run into Fernando and Paulo from our cruise. We explore the ancient city of Hierapolis . Then head back down the travertines and this stage it's crowded. We feel very over dresses with the amount of tourists in swimmers.
On the way back to Kusadasi we stop by aphrodites but our guide book has the closing time wrong and we can't get in. Oh well, was an interesting detour.
Travertines, Pumukkale
Travertines, Pumukkale
Tuesday we went to the beach, explored the town, stumbled across a local market selling fresh fruit and veg, climbed up to what we thought was a lookout (couldn't find the way up so a local woman pointed us in the direction of a what looked like a goat trail through long grass, over rocks and broken glass and through holes in 2 barbwire fences) enjoyed the view of the city, found the easy way down the hill back to the market for our last gozeleme and I went to sleep after stumbling across a new episode of desperate housewives on the tv in the hotel room!
Market, Kusadasi
Kusadasi
Kusadasi
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