Wednesday morning we left for a bus trip to Gallipoli for the Anzac Day dawn service, we travelled most of the day and arrived early afternoon at Anzac Cove to secure a seat for the next mornings ceremony. I am not sure what I expected when I arrived at Anzac Cove, but we waited in line for a couple of hours for the local authorities to open the site to us, then we went through security very similar to the airport. We arrived at a good time because there was still space available, we found seats in the grandstand which we thought was a great idea however later realised it was a bitch to try and get any sleep. We took turns in laying on the concrete between the rows in an attempt to get any rest. The whole way through the afternoon and evening they had naval bands playing, people doing speeches. They had a big screen and played war movies as well as interviews with Diggers about their personal experience during the war. It was very sobering and enlightening but at the same time I thought maybe a little too commercial, perhaps silence was a better way to show respect for the grounds we were standing on. It was absolutely freezing and this made the 13 hour wait even more uncomfortable. Just outside the cove were the food stalls and all through the night you heard the constant sales calls of the locals for "Kebab, Apple Tea, Turkish Tea"!
The ceremony itself is hard to explain, standing on the very soil where so many gave their lives, watching the moon sink and the sun rise over the mountains and listening to the last post was an incredibly moving moment.
We headed back to Istanbul that afternoon on the bus and flew out the next morning to Dalaman on the southern Turkish Coast. From there we got a bus to Fethiye and did some shopping, had lunch in a fish market where you chose your fish which was filleted and cooked and brought to your table at the restaurant of your choice for about $4.
Saturday we did more shopping and exploring of Fethiye, had some traditional Turkish Kebabs and then in the afternoon boarded our Turkish gullet for the next 8 days of sailing.
Once aboard we met our ship mates for the next week and immediately gelled with 3 other Aussies who seemed easy to get along with and just plain good fun. Andy and Danielle were a couple and were travelling with Danielle's sister Jasmine. Apart from the obvious drinking shenanigans, the cruise showed us parts of the Turkish coast line that just blew my mind. The water was an iridescent blue and the coves were just pristine. We travelled alongside another gullet and often swam between the boats and mixed with that crew as well. We had one night at Pirate Cove where they opened the islands bar just for our boats. Now when I say bar it was basically a shed with no walls, just a roof and a healthily stocked speed rail! Perfect!!
We stopped in one cove where we drove up a mountain with no safety railings whatsoever in an overloaded combi van with a speed freak as our driver to throw ourselves off it...Well Paraglide... it was amazing! The view was just ridiculous, so breathtaking. I would love to share photos, but me being me, my GoPro didnt work when I got up there and then I bought the CD the company sells and I left it on the boat...
Holiday romance you ask? Well, maybe :) When in Turkey ;)
Undoubtedly the most memorable part of our cruise came at the expense of one of our mates.
Danielle decided one day when we were docking for lunch that her mission was to get absolutely hammered! She started by having a liquid vodka breakfast and continued in style till after lunch when she hopped on the back of a strangers motorcycle and disappeared. When we got back to the boat we saw a commotion and realised Danielle was in the water behind the boat. She had tried to get on the wrong boat, then got 2/3 up the gangplank and fell in with her bag containing 2 iphones and a brand new camera with all photos from their few months travelling. Mission accomplished Dan! It was not funny at the time however gave us great laughs later!!
Andy Rach Danielle Jasmine
After our cruise we spend a final night in Fethiye before Rachel and I say our goodbyes for probably another couple of years and I head back to London where I am greeted by rain and 7 degrees. Just like I never left.
Much love Yvette xxx