I know I’ve mentioned it already, but I just can’t get enough of the magic of the Lycian ruins all around us, mixed with Romans, ancient Greece and sometimes more. Each new rock tomb, each expected and unexpected ruin city we stumble across, takes my breath away anew.

After every proper ruin exploration, follows a proper lunch, like this one in our favourite spots by the Dalyan River with the fresh and organic eggs in your omelette brought to you by the chickens themselves, an old lady with ancient wisdom (alas I spoke Turkish…) running the show and the hammock gently swaying in a summer breeze.

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