Thank you Turkey, this is the best way to describe my holiday that seemed a dream passing by way too fast. It was only Friday night when I was staring out at the view from the balcony wishing the night could last forever.
We, my mom and I, went to Gumbet, Bodrum for one week. And that week was painfully too short.
I will tell you the things that went wrong first and then the nice things I've experienced. First of all Onur Air. No offence, it was the worst flight/s of my life. On our way there it seemed the plane had turbulences all the time yet the weather was wind free...There was no food on the plane unless you wanted to pay gold for it and when I was hungry enough to pay the gold, they had no more food, only noodles for 6 euro's. So noodles it was. I’m immediately going to tell you about the flight back. It was even worse. People had seat numbers on rows 33, 34 while the plane ended at row number 31...This time I knew I had to bring some food with me but I didn’t feel like eating. Not eating was a good choice because the landing made my stomach rise up to my throat. Horrible, just horrible. I was glad to have made it out of there.
Second: Neckermann reizen. People, people, never go with this company, ever. They were very chaotic. We were picked up with a bus at the airport when we landed in Bodrum. They said the bus would take us to our hotel. Then we were taken to a central location, they put our luggage out, no communication. After asking around it seemed we had to take other mini busses. Then the driver (I did feel very sorry for the poor guy) didn't know the road so he drove us around like an hour asking people on the street about the hotels and where they were. He didn't speak a word in English and the road was becoming more dangerous as he became more restless. Some kid in the bus got sick so he pucked this longs out, people were getting very annoyed. You get the picture. We were supposed to be in the hotel at around 16.00. Due to this and to Onur Air we were there at 19.30. We had no idea what time we would be picked up on our way back and at the hotel reception no one knew spoke sufficient English to understand what we meant. Eventually we found out but we had everywhere around for it.
No more bad parts, now the good parts. First of all our hotel, the Royal Asarlik was a very nice location. I can't say our room was four stars worth but it was fine. The restaurant was cozy, people were friendly and the food was good. Every night there were shows at the theatre side where a great team of Entertainers made us smile. During the day we sat at the beach or at the pool. I have to say the pool area was more alive as they had all kinds of activities during the day and the music was really cool. I couldn’t stop shacking my butt.
Gumbet was a small town but very clean and beautiful. There were enough places to go and enjoy a cocktail (and at our hotel the cocktails were for free...hmm I will miss you Malibu Sunset).
We went one day to Bodrum Centre and one afternoon to Bitez but that was it for the trip activities. We basically wanted to enjoy the perfect sun and perfect temperature all day along and we did. We laughed a lot and relaxed almost just as much.
We also experienced Turkish Bathing (given by two very sweet men) and Bali massages (given by two lovely girls form Bali and Jakarta). That massage was a dream, I have never been touched by a woman that way :)...you know what I mean you pervs.
I now know the dance moves form the song 'Ai se eu te pego' and I now understand and experienced it's true meaning ha ha. Oh and I realized that Turkish Delight is not only made from candy. That's it people I will say no more, what happens in Bodrum, stays in Bodrum.
In conclusion it was great, I liked the Turkish people and the way they live. I also liked the fact that some Turkish people are actually a mixture, a sweet cocktail of the countries that surround Turkey such as Bulgaria, Armenia, Iran etc. There are big differences between the 'Ibiza' life and the real traditional life and yet there is a balance between those two. It was strange to hear the Mosque calling out people to come and pray while we listened to Pitbull's international love and yet there is something beautiful about it. The streets are clean, people are very friendly and life is just so much different than here. It makes me wonder if that is the illusion it creates or is my own life so different that I stopped seeing, being the things that Turkey made me be. Anyone getting this? It might sound lame to some but the ones that get it, well, think about it as well.
I say, go to Gumbet, have fun, it's worth it. Go to Catamaran (disco club on a boat). I didn't and I will regret it for the rest of my life....well that sounds very exaggerated but let’s be real, the chances of going back there is kinda minimal.
Next year we would like to go to Turkey again but we would like to check out a few places and then pick one out. One thing is for sure: Turkey, you won a special place in my heart.