Above Kusadasi

It was only in Jan that I was here most recently. Again, it was not high season and I am remembering that my ship was the only one through that month. This time it looks like we are the last ship for the year which means obviously that the merchants would like to make sales.

George headed to Ephesus on tour for the morning. I had a bit more relaxed a morning. Sort of. First I attempted to visit the fortress.

After finding out the construction had progressed to the point where you couldn’t even enter the grounds it was time to once again make like a mountain goat. There is a statue of Ataturk over looking the city. Never thought about climbing up on previous visits.

The hike up might not have been my smartest move since my calves had barely recovered from those climbs in Kotor and Corfu on the last cruise. Following the hike up and back I can now add thigh cramps to my complaint list of which I am sure that you have absolutely no interest.

In spite of my poor attitude toward pressure sales, I managed to acquire a few leather good prior to making my way back to the ship.

(photos will follow once I had downloaded them from the camera).

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About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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