...we continued our trip toward Dalyan and stopped by some hot springs with a big pool just by the shore of a lake. There were some Roman looking broken pillars laying around which gave the whole place a kind of majestic touch. We arrived in the evening and had the whole place for ourselves. Nothing better than hot springs and a sky full of stars when you want to rest your body and soul - simply wonderful!! Actually, I find the physical challenge on a bike trip to be the rather smaller part. Because it is more obvious and therefore easier to handle when I get tired or hungry etc. What’s more difficult is to stay aware of the mental and emotional effort, dealing first with myself, then the surroundings and of course last but certainly not least, my partner.
But we are doing well, I believe. With time, we learn more and more about ourselves and each other. We try our best and it is fullfilling to see the improvements. We do have a long way to go... but so is our trip and hopefully not only that.
Anyway, the hot springs. Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful (did I mention this before?)!!! I just love them.
The next morning we found these two huge trucks next two the springs.
There was a French family with two children living in one of the trucks and a couple in the other one. Every year, they would dive to a country in Africa (I forgot which one) with several trucks. Then they would sell one and live off the money for around 6 months. They buy fabric and clothes etc. and transport them to Marokko where they sell the goods. In Marroco they buy things again, transport them to Spain and sell them there. Then they’re back in France and start all over again. They recycle old oil (which they can usually get for free) with a filterng system as petrol.
Many ways to live life!
Francien and Pirza stopped their jeep to ask us where we were going and if we needed anything. They invited us to their house and we ended up spending the night there. A very memorable experience.. Francien is from Holland and it was interesting to hear the story of a European woman in a small Turkish village.
And then... bad times...
..and good times..
But we are doing well, I believe. With time, we learn more and more about ourselves and each other. We try our best and it is fullfilling to see the improvements. We do have a long way to go... but so is our trip and hopefully not only that.
Anyway, the hot springs. Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful (did I mention this before?)!!! I just love them.
The next morning we found these two huge trucks next two the springs.
There was a French family with two children living in one of the trucks and a couple in the other one. Every year, they would dive to a country in Africa (I forgot which one) with several trucks. Then they would sell one and live off the money for around 6 months. They buy fabric and clothes etc. and transport them to Marokko where they sell the goods. In Marroco they buy things again, transport them to Spain and sell them there. Then they’re back in France and start all over again. They recycle old oil (which they can usually get for free) with a filterng system as petrol.
Many ways to live life!
Francien and Pirza stopped their jeep to ask us where we were going and if we needed anything. They invited us to their house and we ended up spending the night there. A very memorable experience.. Francien is from Holland and it was interesting to hear the story of a European woman in a small Turkish village.
And then... bad times...
..and good times..
See this tough look in his face? We take him as an example...
....to be continued.
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