Turkey - wonderful country with wonderful people in it

Action Team with rafting on the AlariMore, sun, beach, cold beer ... all was to be, but I want to rafting and decide to sign up. The problem is that it was the third day in Alanji, where the temperature and humidity is very high. I arrived with a group on a mountain that we are down to the river, Alar, and I get the task to wear watermelon than 5 kg (although I think that any and more) through the narrow paths, which is literally to down river. Please note that I myself had a protective helmet and vest. Soon begin to sweat as the animals ... with me pouring sweat, and fall in the eyes, a watermelon by Misko sliding as crazy, we begin to shake the legs of the gradient and effort ... and I write, watermelon and went to smithereens, and I well get your ass to river. I can scratcj, but it was not scary. After brief training, we entered the boats, but is missing one instructor, guide, and guess - my team went in the rapids without a guide. Action Team, as my group called the Turks, is done with us four, who have sat the following order: Milos I, Milena (all from Serbia) and Carlos (Brazil). Everything was beautiful, fantastic nature, but in the first serious rapids Milena and I have done in the water, and Carlos is left without shoe. In a still stronger rapids, I fell over my feet on the Milos. Since I did not dare to make sudden movements (because we will break) I lay on the man and said to me, milady raise oar (paddle has special grips for such situations), but it is just me pip (or stamped?) Paddle out ... but we ... The rest of the time was wonderful ... we ručali ... the events ... I drank the water from the river ... and in the end we cataclysmic Turkish tea in a village.

Alar river, facing a period TurskaTada beach and swimming. I departed in the Flamingo beach club, which I liked because of domestic and friendly atmosphere and very friendly staff. The third day when the Turks saw that I was a regular guest at the club, stopped to charge my morning tea and bed - when I called someone to pay what I use, are we winking and waving hand. One morning when I earlier in the club and there were no crowds, my table came one of the waiter-host and starts a conversation with me. From him I learned that the club holding his family, and they are Kurds, and keep together.

KurdiMalo I provoked as terrorists, and he has accepted fun and behold ... we realized that his and our people have a very similar story. Mahmut is called and the second night I met his brothers Masuka, Mehmet, Ruzgu and one Mahmut. Good guys, zezali we are introduced, while at the same time we quite unexpectedly proposed to be their guest a few days. With I enthusiastically accepted, but I soon ujeo language. Scared me is the fact that I still am in a foreign country, can rob me and bla bla bla. Sad me pangs of conscience when you remember the idea, because my stay in their camp (they are nomads who are engaged in breeding sheep and goat) and the closer Alanji because of the tourist season was the best experience I had! So the hosts wanted to meet me, that I was embarrassed. I saw that before me is all the food you have. Please note, the poor world who live hard and getting to know how and can, and yet all of the house out before me. I went all of them happy, which meets their culture. It was wonderful.

Turkish hamam I zabradio in the meantime, I decided to visit the Turkish barber shop and shave it. I went to the nearby village of Berbera in the right (only in the leech jars lacked) to shave. It takes about two hours and the procedure is packing in hot towels, shaving with razors, umivanje, prljenje hair in the nose and your ears, eau de cologne and a cream with a lovely fragrance, massage the head and neck. When I came out of the barber shop, I was a new man.

In one of his trapse meet a man who is suffering from plevljenjem one parčenceta country and there awoke svetbiljaka my ego and I čučnem next to him to help him. Man does not know English, and I have very little Turkish, but we met. Is called the grandmother and works for the nearby nursery (flower on the Turkish says bur). Man, in gold to me okuje the help and called me to lunch with him, the way to meet his family. He lives in the village of Kestel that Alanje is about 10 km away. Greeted me and his wife, two daughters and son, and after one sentence, which I understand, gostili me and behaved towards me as a king. Bakija When I was a night and went back to the city. I was embarrassed to uvaljujem, a house full of people. And grandmother called me today to see how I am, that is all OK (OK says tamam in Turkish).

Turkish hamam, sun, beer, music ... choose to go to a hamam to see how to. The treatment lasts for three hours and consists of: sauna, steam baths, đakuzija, body peeling, massage with penom, bath, massage with oil, and at the end of the cover of mud. Should like to say how a man feels after that?

Carpet Store, lonely beach walks and sunset, the sounds of Ben Harper and the Turkish disco hits, alve and orasnica taste in the mouth ... Uh, we are fast and last two weeks, but were unique ...

written by  dariomilosavljevic on April 21, 2009 from Antalya, Turkey
from the travel blog: Turkey - wonderful country
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