Beneteau Oceanis, 40ft
And there I was flying from Istanbul to Dalaman and driving onwards to Fethiye. To the blue yonder. Where I wanted to be, far away on the water. 
We did not have much wind but enough to sail leisurely. So different from blasting through and over the ocean which I also love. On anchor and lazing, swimming in the ocean and eating the freshest of cold watermelon. That is life. 
Back in Fethiye town, at the local fish market with a court yard and various restaurants surrounding the raw fish buffet is where I tasted the best calamari ever.
Best calamari ever
You basically choose and buy fresh from the mongers what you would like to eat and then you walk around and choose a restaurant to prepare the seafood you bought and order the sides and drinks from them. Brilliant concept, wake up to the idea Cape Town….
I could eat the stuff until I fell over but that did not happen, it nearly happened because of the Turkish puff- breads. If I did not walk all day, every day from morning to evening( or rest….) or swim or sail, I would have puffed up exactly like those breads. 
And we shall not talk about the baklava and ice cream all around…….it follows you everywhere, I swear…
Oh yes, the baklava
It is just the kind of place where you do not dare think that you may not ever see again.
Fethiye Marina
Random Photo:
(or not so random on this holiday, come to think of it.)
Asian brides arriving with their wedding dresses on holiday to take wedding photo’s, even though the wedding did not take place there.
In full dress regalia running in their flip flops/All Stars, wedding dress lifted to the knees over the cobble stones to the next perfect picture.
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