Times that I was enjoying too much to take pictures...

15.08.08 1957
The next day, as we had been informed by Tuna (who, as mentioned, let us on to the boat tour and organised our passage to it), was market day in Fethiye. We got up for breakfast and then had a nice long morning that eventually became an early afternoon walking around town. It was very different on this Tuesday than it had been on Sunday in town; everything was alive and vibrant with persistent energy. We ate and wandered, bought some nice things at a little ethnic gypsy-like store that I can say are from Turkey, and pretty much finished with market day, thank you very much.

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We had dinner again at Paşa Kabap, which was a wonderful, a bit off-the-beaten-touristy path restaurant that served delicious traditional Turkish food at extremely reasonable prices. The staff were also very friendly, and smirked with us (or a least me) at silly tourists. We took our time again and ordered starters and our meal, and this time we even had coffee after, but I think that it could have used a little sugar to keep it from being grainy. The best Turkish coffee that I’ve had is still that which Gözde made. I’m pretty sure that we just went back and went to bed again, maybe after some more backgammon. There was one night where Ryan totally started falling asleep on me as we were talking, which never ever ever happens, as I’m the one who always gets to the point where all of my responses are either ‘mm-hmm’ or ‘uh-huh’ (one or the other, though, as I never mix two in the same night) as I drift off to bed but still want to seem like I’m paying attention. I can’t help it! When Ryan’s sleepy, he starts talking about random things (or singing random song bits), so it’s not my fault.