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tomb2.jpg (34988 bytes)   Intricately carved tombs--inside the rock

 

tomb3.jpg (37476 bytes)     Tombs seen from our boat

 

mudbathus2.jpg (59671 bytes)    Scary mud people

 

mudbathsting.jpg (34598 bytes)   Bad photo of Sting recently at the mudbaths

 

mudbathpeople.jpg (53970 bytes)     Other mud people

 

mudbathpool.jpg (59797 bytes)     Warm mineral bath soak after the mud

 

turquoisewater.jpg (55602 bytes)     Gorgeous turquoise water

 

ruinscow.jpg (54498 bytes)     Ruins and a cow

 

ruins5.jpg (43490 bytes)    More ruins

 

kittins.jpg (67974 bytes)     This was quite a popular store.

May 19-21, 1999 - Dalyan, Turkey

We entered the Turkish port town of Marmaris via hydrofoil boat from Rhodes, and had heard to get out quickly. We were the only non-daytrippers on the boat, and the only non-Europeans. Subsequently, we had to wait around until the "visa lady" returned from break to take our $45 for an entry visa, then we had to find our own way to the bus station (taxi seemed to be the only option), and get money changed as soon as possible.

We tackled the first two, then went to one of the bus station travel agents to change money (again, the only option). We had forgotten to check the latest exchange rate that morning; our book said 77,900 Turkish Lire to $1. We were totally confused by the amount they gave us for our U.S. $50 bill. We knew that Turkey had an unusually high rate of inflation, but we weren't expecting the rate to be 400,000 Turkish Lire to the dollar! Talk about a pleasant surprise.

We had read an article on Dalyan, a small town southeast of Marmaris, and thought that seemed like as good a place as any to start our trip through Turkey. So we asked around until we found the small bus to get us there. We had to take two--one to Ortaca first. It was filled with school children curiously looking at us and our packs. They were very nice and yelled to the bus driver to stop when they saw our connecting bus to Dalyan beginning to leave across the street. He stopped and we scurried across an intersection to catch it.

Tourism was down in the little Mediterranean town of Dalyan; bad for them, good for us. We were able to find a great room shortly after we got there. We simply walked to a recommended "middle end" hotel and asked how much was their lowest-priced room. Then we named a price we wanted to pay. It actually worked, as did the air-conditioning in the room we got.

We wandered around the town and signed up for a boat excursion the next day. For about $5 each, we took a day-long trip up and down the reed-lined river Dalyan Cayi. Our journey started near the Lycian rock tombs dated from 4th century B.C. They were impressive facades carved into the rocks high above the river. They looked more like houses than tombs. We heard from some locals that for awhile people were allowed to climb around inside the tombs to poke around, but they finally had to be closed off due to vandals.

The boat meandered along the Dalyan Cayi to Koycegiz Golu and the Sultaniye hot springs and mud baths. We had been to mud baths in northern California, but this was in a different league! To fully reap the benefits of the mineral-laden mud, we had to climb into a 20 foot wide mud puddle and basically "wash" ourselves all over with the stuff. Once we were fully covered we had to stand around in the sun and let it dry until it felt "cakey." Then we doused ourselves with a cold water shower to wash it off. Finally came the reward: a soak in a warm bubbly thermal bath. On the way out we noticed photos of Sting and Dustin Hoffman who had been there a few months before to promote continued preservation of the coastal ecology.

Next we dived in to the gorgeous turquoise water for a quick swim (which also helped to clean off some remaining mud) and then made our way down the river to the ruins of the ancient city of Caunos. It included an agora and many temples; the local farmers didn't let the site interfere with their task of shepherding cows and goats. They had free roam of the ruins. We enjoyed our day of exploration and talked at length with some Australians who recommended several unusual places for us to seek out in the rest of Turkey, including a woman named Lily at a carpet shop in Selcuk.

Dalyan is probably most famous for its giant loggerhead turtles, which despite a recent threat of extinction, continue to lay eggs on its beach. The clincher is the turtles can only be exposed to natural light, as lights direct the baby turtles as they hatch and need to find their way to the water. Manufactured light was shown to confuse them, and they were beginning to die off. So local environmentalists lobbied to  keep the beach area free of hotels and restaurants with lights, and restrict visits to daylight hours only. It seems to be working so far.

 

Selcuk

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