That sinking feeling.
We sailed round the end of the Marmaris peninsula and into the Gulf of Bozburun. The area is a major Gulet building and servicing centre and at this time of year they were all coming home for winter. The place was heaving with Gulets. Romantic Idylle However they are apparently not allowed into the harbour itself which was very quiet. The helpful harbour master brought us in and helped with mooring lines. We had a coffee at Osman’s Place where Lynne from Stirling is the Maitre D’. She is also the Cruising Associations Honorary Local Representative. She was chatty and friendly, and nice to hear a Scottish accent, so we felt duty bound to join! That evening we went for a wander a bit away from the centre of the village and found a series of little waterfront restaurants to the East side and enjoyed an especially good veg casserole. So much so that M asked how it was made..apparently the secret is to fry the components separately with loads of olive oil and combine in a toma...