We rather dragged ourselves out of bed this morning. I am not altogether sure why we felt so rough, aside from the late night as we didn't actually drink that much. Breakfast was certainly welcome, even though my stomach is still not 100% (beer and a curry probably wasn't the best idea, but it was New Years eve!).
Back in the room we filled in the online application for our Syrian visas. These have to be done and then printed out, so I can sign my copy before Debs goes home. The application was quite straightforward, printing it out however was a right chore. I assumed that I would simply plug the guest-house printer into our netbook and away we would go. Apparently I had forgotten that if something plugged into a computer doesn't work then it is probably a printer. No matter what we tried it wouldn't work and when we switched and redid the applications on the guest-house computer, that computer then wouldn't submit the forms correctly. Perseverance did eventually pay off and we now have the required copies to give to the embassy. After that, printing Debs' flight itinerary was a breeze.
While we were messing about with the computers, we got chatting to a lovely Dutch couple who are staying at our guest-house. We had met them the day before when we rode to Kayakoy as they were heading the same way, just on foot. They used to do some cycle touring in their younger days and were very interested in our trip. Just before they left to go to another town, they made the lovely gesture of offering us somewhere to stay. They have an apartment further along the coast which is right along our route. So we will definitely be looking them up towards the end of January when we get that far.
Feeling good in spirit, if not in body, we set off into town to get some lunch. The beauty of being somewhere where there are lots of tourists and ex-pats is that you can get sausage, egg and chips and an all day full English breakfast, which is what we had. It felt just like being at home on New Years day, except for the the temperature, a man walking past wearing a American Indian headdress and two enormous Pelicans wandering about outside and then inside the restaurant. Life is certainly not dull!
Back at the guest-house we packed most of our gear up ready for leaving tomorrow. We really need to get moving again, the rest has been nice but we still have to get to Antalya in time for Debs' flight.
Fethiye has been good to us and we have lots of memories to take away with us. I should just mention that the Yildirim guest-house is very nice and its owner Omar is lovely and extremely helpful. I would still rather stay in these smaller privately run guest-houses than any of the big chain or resort hotels, even if they have better facilities. The quirkiness and personal touch more than makes up for any shortcomings they may have.
Camping tomorrow, we hope.
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