My Week in Hisaronu photoblog is here

I’ve left it off this front page because:
a) I don’t want to bore people with holiday photos … look if you want to, don’t if you don’t
b) I couldn’t figure out how to get it working here

Anyone who does read it, it’s all true, even the bits about the pirate and the rottweiler.

2024 edit: I’ve copied it below. All of the photos from this photoblog are now missing. But the text still tells a story.

(Any time I mention that Claire is enjoying Turkey, it would have been accompanied by a photo of Claire looking grumpy).

Day 0

Between Claire’s front room and the airport, Claire lost 4 of the 6 suitcase padlock keys we had.

Day 1

We arrived at the hotel

A tortoise tried to bite me

Day 2

Whilst squirting sun lotion onto Claire’s back one of the splodges formed into a white rabbit. I spent the rest of the holiday expecting Morpheus to recruit me.

Claire was enjoying Turkey

Day 3

Claire got the stick from a magnum lolly stuck sideways in her mouth ..

I got chased by a pirate (due to the nature of the escape, I didn’t have time to stop and photo).

Day 4

We went to Kayakoy, which is a ghost village. it was deserted in the 1920’s (+/- 20 years to allow for me being too lazy to double check my historical accuracy)

Claire continued to enjoy Turkey

Day 6

We went to Oludeniz, where I floated in the sea. I was well impressed that I could just lie back and float.. Claire was less impressed, she claims to be able to float anyway. We tested this later on in the pool .. I sink, Claire floats … go figure..

The hotel was advertised as having a shopping complex. It took 6 days to find it and turned out to be this tiny hut.

Day 7

We arrived back in England, got to passport control, Claire realised she’d lost her passport.