массаж камнями

Since the morning, искупавшись and having had breakfast кебабом in кафешке with the seller who has charmed us, have moved to storm a fortress. To it{her} from city centre conducts мощеный a streamer at which beginning yellow taxi are on duty, for 6 euros suggest to take up to top - a pier, on foot there naturally hour to stamp, it is impossible hardly, and back to take a walk supposedly most цимус. On империалистские fishing tackles we have not got, and for some coils up to the purpose the young local resident has shown us " blinkers вэй that кэстл " upward - in a forehead on a slope through any помойки, wanted to carry out{spend} for money, but we have politely refused. The fortress is the twisting walls surrounding all top of cape on which she{it} is - there are some turrets, underground storehouse of water. I liked the kinds opening from above - on both half of city, on the dark blue sea and the white ships. On a way downwards have given in on hypnotic dancings any старикана and it{he} втридорога has given to drink us orange juice, the fascist. Подробнее...

On last money had densely a snack, have taken a pair of bottles of "Ephesus" - сбрызнуть departure, and have come in the land. The customs house was very formal - have looked in passports, on вещички at all have not looked - pass. What is, people after that with already stamped passports still wandered through "watch" there - here. We anywhere to wander did not begin, were occupied in a cabin and have gone on a forage, to drink in twilight beer and last time to listen to singing муэдзинов. On a slope of a hill behind the city, laid out огоньками, constant portrait Ататюрка shined. On a dam limiting water area of port, lorries - доджи were wound, carried wet concrete plates and dumped them in the sea on the other end of a dam - increased. Farewell, Turkey! Подробнее...