Cirali

We were met by a Turkish grandfather, speaking exclusively in the Turkish language and drove us in a wonderful place Cirali.
We drove an hour and a half. On the way stopped in Kemer to change the money – Çýralý had no banks or ATMs …. Serpentine road abruptly went down. She wound, wound, wound, and finally we appeared on the narrow streets. In a lemon-orange orchards hiding small cozy houses. Everything around simply awash with flowers. The streets were running with the chickens, hens and geese with goslings. This was a Cirali.
The main street was a pronounced feature – two travel agencies, three gift shops, three supermarkets and a couple of restaurants. As it turned out, Cirali village has 5 times more restaurants then the city of Kiev …. Grandpa still turnedbet ween houses and trees, and stopped in front of our tiny hotel.
We went out to meet the hostess herself – she just radiated with happiness that we have arrived and we immediately felt ourself very comfortable. Almost like home. The hotel area was very small, undeveloped but with an incredible love – the paths had stone ladybugs, lawn carefully done, everywhere lounges and comfortable tablecloth. Mistress secretly told that she came here to rest 6 years ago, and after that she and her husband quickly bought this little hotel and live happily here. Sometimes in the winter hey visit the big cities.
There are so quiet and so good and the birds sing – dreamily said the little hostess.
The road to the beach went through the lemon grove. Morning grove watered has a wonderful smell. On the wet ground are small unripe lemons and heavy yellow big ones.
Beach in Cirali is very long – 5 km. During the summer, at night it comes big turtle careta-careta, to lay their eggs. A very lucky few able to see this spectacle – cunning tortoise comes a tiny group – 2-3 from 2a.m to 5a.m. in the morning. Just try to find them on the beach!
When we arrived the beach was almost empty. Stood alone umbrellas. Our hostess graciously noted the umbrellas and a restaurant which we can use at any time of day or night. Here we enjoyed. Alone. Oh, and restaurants , in general, all during the 5 km beach. We are really indicative of where there is a bakery. Now we are there regular customers – Tasya like a round cake, sprinkled with flour ….
The water is clean and warm. Swim – a pleasure. Second day the sky is covered with clouds. Today went a terrible rain. We rushed into the water. The water is warm, and drops huge and cold and funny bounce off the sea. Then we ate with pleasure kuzu. Who don’t know – I will not tell ….
Even today we have found the city of Olympos. Someone found him, of course, various pundits to us, but everywhere in the guidebooks, and the hostess herself, saying that he was at the end of the beach. We have almost reached the end of the beach. Above us loomed a rock with the remains of ancient buildings. The quiet path wound up. Here we are on it and climbed. And from the top, we opened an amazing view – a huge valley, immersed in lemon orchards and surrounded by high mountains and on the one hand it cuts through the ancient streets with arcaded buildings. We went to the city. From the beach town is poorly visible. Just the beach gave way, it leaves a small stream. It runs somewhere in the valley. The presence of large posters and booths for tickets tells you what to do. We have a long walk around the city, found two turtles, fed them with pink flowers and left the Olympos. As it turned out, we did not see much. Outside the town lies the village of Olympos – a popular place for students and bohemians. It is painted house and surprisingly lively life. Direct access to the sea, village does not have. To get to it can be by car with a long serpentine mountain or across the beach Cirali.
We must reach out more to go there!
Well, in the afternoon we rented bikes. Just for five days and went to inspect our bay. After a couple of miles turned to Chimera. Crawled up the hill. Chimera – out of gas on the surface. In the rock was formed pieces 6 of natural gas burners and they are fun spewed out a fire! Of course, according to ancient legend, handsome – royal – the son refused to love the wife of the king, in whose dominions he stopped. The princess must presume hag was already in advanced age, said her husband that she is offended. Male, sighed, and sent to the handsome father-in with a letter nasty content. Father-at first, too, did not understand – the guest met weekly salute, and then asked for a letter. Having seen that in honor of his daughter attempted in-law began to invent various devious tricks. One of them was “Kill the Chimera!” Chimera lived on the mountain, had three heads with fire, the body of a lion and head of FMD phoenix. Of course, she was impressed with the first blow. Since then, the place where the head rolled away was called the Chimera, a happy young man, singing a lot of exploits, came to court and he was given half the kingdom and the kings daughter in the bargain. In the legend there are some unpleasant refinement of vengeance of the gods, but I deliberately omit – it is so beautiful.
In general, we are here until well.