Every year Miss Sensible disappears without trace for a week laden down with copious amounts of stuff and returns utterly exhausted festooned with rosettes...nothing on earth will stand in her way of this annual event and family holidays must be booked around her attendance. There was a year when there was a massive electrical storm, torrential rain & flooding so I trapsed off to rescue here only to be greeted with "what are you doing here?"... still, it's infinitely better than being interested in males with only two legs!
after a mega relaxing fortnight in Orhaniye. The place is unbelievably beautiful and tranquil. After the pressure of setting up and running a major redundancy exercise it was just what I needed. I spent the majority of the time lying on the beach with my head in a book, occasionally watching what was happening in the marina down the coast or looking down the bay to see people seemingly walking on water...well, they're actually on a sandspit which divides the bay into two. You can walk 600 meters into the sea along the Kızkumu dune. Legend has it that a girl, who wanted to meet with her lover on the other shore, walked through the sea with her skirt filled with sand to try to build a pathway to reach him.