The Blue Cruise

Our boat was a gulet, a traditional small wooden boat, and it left the port at Fethiye at noon carrying eight passengers and three crew and was due to pick up four more passengers that afternoon. David and I had a cabin with one double bed but as we both slpt up on deck the first night and he continued to do so on subesquent nights this was not a problem.
The first day was an introduction to the lifestyle to which we would become accustomed over the next four days, larfe meals served regularily three times a day, regular stops for sightseeimg and swimming during the day and cardgames and beers at night. We were aboard with six Italians (all of whom spoke English) and four Australians (Some of whose English could be understood, on occasion).
The days all blur togather during this section of the trip but hıghlights include snırkeling among ancient gbuilding foundations at St.Nicholas Island and elsewhere exploring random Byzantine ruins and walking around several cities into which we had come for refueling and supplies. The nights too blend into one but here the highlights were large quantities of Efes consumed and nighttıme swims in the Mediterranian during which we saw any number of shooting stars moored as we were to a rock in a natural harbour and with only the lights on the boat to hamper our stargazing.
On the last night we held the BBQ and party night during which I got to see the captain (A fine Turkish man of some fifty years with an impressive gut and a more impressive moustache) dance and won a game of musical chairs despite stiff competition. After some consolation drinks for the loers of the game we headed to the Pirates Den, a rather rundown bar where each of us proceeded alternatly drink ourelves into oblivion and tear up the dance floor with synchronized moves, sandals were lost cuts were recieved and the contents of at least one person's stomach were sent over the side of the boat.
All too soon we docked in a small city and boarded a bus with our new aquantainces to the hıppıe commune come tourist centre Olympos where we checked in (A process of few words and several shrugs) into the most layed back hostel any of us had ever seen. No passport information was taken, no questions asked we were simply sent up to our clean and comfortably airconditioned room witht the hope that when we checked out we would pay some amount of money if we felt like it. This place has been the best deal that we have found in all of our travels clean comfortable AC breakfast and dinner included all for the low price of 25 a head it's slogan was come for a night stay for a week and god damn if I was not tempted.
In the end we stayed only two nights on the first we took a bus up to look at the Chımera flames, naturally occuring flmaes where Bellophpn is said to have imprisoned the Chimera. On the second day we went to the beach and looked through the ruins of ancient Olympos (one of my favorite cities yet, due to the lack of people and overgrown nature of the ruins) that night we enjoyed some Jenga along with a nargile (water pipe) and after another, more in depth, examination of the ruins the next day caught a bus to Antalya.