If Istanbul struck me immediately as
awesome, Antalya is just the opposite. Within a few minutes of
arriving in the giant bus station I wanted to leave again, and the
rest of the day didn't improve much. I'm sure the town has some good
history, but right now it's crowds of complaining expats, Russians
who look like they want to fight Rocky, and two (count 'em, two)
things to look at.
That was fine with me though, since I
was sporting a modest sunburn from my walk, my feet were still red
and raw, and it was 37 C / 100 F yesterday. Cold drink and a seat in
the shade, please.
The town grew on me a little though,
particularly last night when I found myself in a park, at night,
unconcerned about taking my camera out. Turkey so far has been a
wonderfully safe experience, I have barely even had a sketchy feeling
as I wander backstreets. (Maybe they just have discerning eyes for
cameras, and know that 97% of the other tourists have cameras worth
way more than mine.)
I'm knocking on the wood of my
breakfast table as I talk about how safe it is, though. In a couple
hours I fly to Diyarbakir, in far Eastern Turkey, which has a much
less savory reputation. From there I plan to travel south to Mardin,
a city that has lodged itself in my brain as someplace I need to go.
I can't tell if the fact that it's quite literally 5 miles from the
Syrian border is a plus or a minus in my mind.
I have nearly no idea of what to
expect. Guide books from several years ago don't even mention Mardin,
but a couple years ago they started including the place that has been
“unofficially closed to tourism for 30 years due to the violent
rebel conflict in the area”. It sounded like the Wild West, but
then in this year's guide book, it mentions that tourism is
flourishing.
If it's flourishing enough to have
reliable internet access, I'll tell you what I find.
Otherwise, see you May 8 in Istanbul,
the same day the Kurdish guerrilla fighters are scheduled to begin
withdrawing from the Mardin area...
Antalya was consummately on the tourist
loop. I'm ready to get off it.
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