Turkey?

I woke up a week ago and decided I needed to get out of Norway. With no longer working, the dark, cold, and rainy days were taking hold of me. I looked for flights to warmer, sunnier places and Antalya seemed to be the best deal. But what did I really know about Turkey? Besides the copious amounts of tea, coffee and turkish delight I was pretty knew nothing. But all of that is changing!

Yesterday I left a country of 4 million to arrive in a city of 2 million! I was expecting the worst (like Delhi) and was happy to not be greeted by too many pushy salesmen, taxi drivers, or hotel owners. I found my pension situated in the old town (Kaleiçi) and found myself a kebab. I think my waiter was most happy about the fact I went to his resturant. He told me he knew of a nice quiet club were we could have a drink and talk. Then went on to say I did not have to go back to Canada but could instead get a house with him, hahaha. The offer of the quiet club has come up with more waiters along with many sit downs over tea and coffee. But not taking anything they say seriously, all is good.

Today I was woken by Islamic prayer calls and went for a long run to the beach. It was already warm out (when wearing long sleeves and long shorts) and a dip in the Mediterranean was lovely. I spent the rest of the day exploring the bazaars, ruins, museums and soaking in the sun. I have many pictures to go along with this but I have seem to have taking the wrong cord... Hopefully off to Olympus tomorrow to live in a tree house, visit eternal flaming rocks and do some climbing.