As I type I am heading into the last few days of my holiday here in Dalyan, as always it has been a lovely time. The weather has been a bit odd for this time of year, more rain than expected and some days where it has been extremely hot and humid, again unexpected. Climate change has been mooted as the likely cause by local people. In between the unusual weather it has been typical early to mid June weather, low 30s with a breeze, so pretty perfect, not so hot it stops you being active, which I have been occasionally, not so much over the last week though.
This time last week I felt I was heading towards a bout of fatigue, turned out I was wrong it was a summer cold sneaking up on me, so after about a week I feel that I am over the worst of it, that being said the other day I thought I was, so I went for a walk to Caunos which was lovely and then suffered the next day from the cold and having no energy, which I put down to the fatigue. It feels like sometimes I am like a laptop with an old battery that works fine when giving out energy but takes forever to recharge because the charger mechanism is not working properly and needs the computer to have a factory reset to sort out.
Moving on from my terrible analogy, maybe my mitochondria are playing up since my cancer treatment. If I am feeling good I have plenty of energy and can do stuff, be it mentally or physically demanding, sometimes I can do this fine for several days, another time a few hours of activity and I am left feeling drained and unable to do much, everything is a struggle. This is leading to think I need to have a factory reset to sort this out. If anyone knows how you do a factory reset on a human let me know.
Of course being energy less is not such a trail here in Dalyan, I spend most of the days sitting on the terrace watching the world go round, snoozing, reading or browsing the net. I might take a few photos if the mood strikes me and have over the last few weeks got a few good shots of Caretta Caretta surfacing for a breath, which I am pleased with and few other good shots. When I have felt up to it I have gone out and about with the camera and got a few good shots too. But mostly this holiday it has been very terraced based enjoying the view of the river and watching the world go by.
I am at the stage in the holiday when the return is looming and you know you are much closer to leaving than arriving, but not yet at the stage, you are thinking about the mechanics of returning home. The return is still an abstract, something you know will happen but does not need to concern you because it is some time away. I know that it will soon become more real and move from abstract thoughts to thinking about the journey home and what I will be doing once I get back. So far I know I have a few things booked in over the next weeks and month, a few social events, my voluntary work, a physio appointment, Nordic Walking and a check-up is rapidly sneaking up on me. Besides this, I intend to get back on my bike and riding again. I had deliberately not ridden to see if this would help my shoulder and neck pain, I can conclusively say it hasn’t. I can also conclusively say that temperature does not seem to make much difference, I had wondered if that being cold made it worse, well it hasn’t and being warm doesn’t make it less painful either. Hopefully, the appointment with the specialist physio might give some clues about how to reduce or banish the pain.
Dalyan is filling up with Turkish tourists at the moment, this is for the end of Ramadan and the Byram Festival. I like being here in Dalyan when the majority of tourists are Turkish rather than Brits and Europeans, the feel of the place changes. Many of the local businesses have a love-hate with Turkish tourists, compared to Brits and Europeans they are much harder to please I am told. I guess Turks treat hospitality workers in much the same way many Brits do at home. Having worked in the hospitality trade I am aware of how hard they work. Sure sometimes they might be sat around, but they are still at work and have to be ready to serve a customer, cook a meal, clean etc. In the UK, I am often horrified at how rude some people are to serving staff, treating them poorly or rudely. Turkish tourists it appears can be the same. Yet Brits here in Dalyan are stereotypically thought of as easy going and easy to please customers and generally popular with businesses unless they become very drunk and leary. Dalyan doesn’t get much of that, people come here for a quieter holiday.
The other night I went with Ilker and his family to a Cay Garden where his oldest daughter worked. It was very busy with a mostly Turkish clientele from Dalyan and surrounding area. Walking back with them to the pansiyon through the area where there is a concentration of touristy bars I was struck by the difference. This area was noisy and did not have the chilled out feel of the cay garden. It was not raucous or rowdy, just full of competing music, lots of lights and people having fun in a different way than people were in the cay garden. People were drinking alcohol in the cay garden, so it was not just the alcohol that made the difference, it was more the way that people were having fun. Possibly like the difference between a quiet pub garden and a city centre pub, in both people are having a good time, both drinking yet the feel would normally be very different.
When I am in Dalyan, I rarely go into the bars, choosing to sit on the terrace and drink a beer, enjoying the peace or sometimes listening to live music from a restaurant about 70 metres upstream of the pansiyon, mostly though it is quiet here. The exception is on a Friday night when a restaurant does a Turkish night that I find pretty dire and does not for me reflect Turkish culture. It is obviously popular with many tourists but for me does not reflect Turkish Culture, I am not sure what it is about we Brits that we seem to like going to these sort of events that purport to be the genuine thing when in reality are no more real or representing the actuality than a toy teddy bear reflects a real brown bear. It is a shame because if you do see Turkish music played well it is fabulous and if you see or attend a Turkish wedding you get a very different experience that has little to do with the facsimile of the Turkish night. I can see why businesses do them because tourists flock into them, so maybe I am the one out of step here, not enjoying them because many clearly do.
So my time in Dalyan in nearing the end again, I have had a lovely time catching up with people, some were guests in the pansiyon who often stay when I am here, others are people I know in Dalyan. I have visited favourite restaurants, done some walking about, taken some photographs, probably put on several kilos of weight due to the excellent food here. Will I be back, well I hope to be back but a recurring thought at this time of a holiday is that this could be the last time. 4 years ago I was here in Dalyan for about 10 days, oblivious to the cancer inside me and thinking about my return later in the year and booking time off work and the flights pretty much as soon as I got back. Now I have to wait until after the next checkup before booking, well I don’t have to but I always do as it seems wiser to wait until I get the all clear.
Well, this is all for today, it is heading towards lunch time and I want to walk out into the countryside take a few photos before stopping at a favourite cafe for a larger than I need delicious snack.