Day 3 in Turkey: Bonjour, Antlya

Antalya has many archaeological/historical sites that are attraction for many, but it is more famous as a city on its own.

Antalya is known for its beach and other traveling (distinct from tourism) opportunities, which  attracts not just thousands of  Turks, but also millions of travellers and cruise goers from all over Europe. I particularly heard a lot of French, Greek, and Italian as I was walking about.

Antalya became a symbol for Turkish progression from conservative Islamic culture after the revolution. Well, a city filled with folks going out to the beach in bathing suits – foreigners and nationals alike – had to be.

In summer, the temperature rises well above 40 degrees centigrade (110 F for you Americans), and the humidity makes the air even less tolerable.

Thankfully, it was a bit easier for me because I lived at the Tropical centre of Manila for eight years, and spent the year in the less-painful-but-still-severely-humid  Savannah, Georgia.

After the beach, we checked into the hotel, and had dinner.

After dinner, myself and some other fellows who came by themselves or in small groups (I came with my mother) went out to grab coffee, walk about in the streets, and then made our way back to get some sleep.

The next morning, the whole group went out on the streets. This time, there was less freedom in when and where we could go. However, there was better lighting and  less people out in the streets, so I felt safe enough to pull out my camera to snap away.

At the time, Ramadan/Ramazan fast was on-going. Most commercial and residential areas – particularly for local fellows – was empty compared to the night.

We had an opportunity to hop on a boat that took us out in the Mediterranean. It was nothing spectacular, but both the breeze and the refreshments made a nice atmosphere to lay back and see the bright blue sea water while I still could.

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With that, we hopped back on the bus to cross the Taurus ridge once again to reach Konya, where we would spend the night before reaching Kapadokya.

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