Tag: thermessos

These are my legs, Jesus sandals and shorts. Sorry for opening with such a picture, it’s unforgivable. But all will become clear as you read on… Being a man, body hair, schlong and all, there are some things that do not come naturally. Remembering anniversaries. Washing my hands after using the bathroom. And organisation, planning. Lists, I hate lists. I might come across as a deliberate, slightly-gay, well-measured guy that organises his books and DVDs alphabetically, and makes sure everything…

(This follows on from my eventful stay in Istanbul — you can read part 1 or part 2 of my Istanbul story, if you want to ‘catch up’! There are photos in this story, towards the end.) After a 3 day stay in Istanbul I said goodbye to the creepy carpet salesmen, the beautiful mosques and ankle-breaking cobbles (Rome was worse on the cobble-front, but only just). I jumped on a rather large commercial jet down to Antalya, the beach…