İf İstanbuıi is like New York then Antalya is like Miami, complete with the Jersey shore-esque club scene and the hoards of old people, in this case Germans. Arriving from the Airport we had absoloutely no idea of where to go or how to get there. We met an Austrian couple from our plane and decided that between the 4 of us we must be able to figure something out. We found a bus headıng to 'City Centre' and the driver said it was where we needed to go. After 45 mins of driving we were promptly escorted of the bus along with the rest of the foreign people and dropped on the sidewalk. After a 5k walk with our packs up and down hill we were able to find our hostel (which was suprisingly nice) and grabbed dinner and drinks with the Austrians. We awoke to the beautıful sıght of a cove tucked into the mountains and proceed straiıght to the water for rock jumping and spent the day relaxıng and enjoying the sun.
The next morning we decided to test our courage and patience by renting a car and driving through the mountains. Turned out - aside from being hit by a bus - that driving in Turkey isn't so bad. Our destination was anywhere with a beach and we found a great resort full of old German people. We spent the afternoon on the beach and tackled the bar and buffet which was all inclusive...We took full advantage of the pro bono ammeneties and then cheesed it back to our hotel once they caught on to us. Today is our last day ın Turkey and we head on to Kenya via Cairo for a 16 hour layover, we're hoping to see the Pyramids before we head off!
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