My Gypsy Life

For a few days I found myself in a wonderful place called Eski Foça, a fishing town outside of Izmir packed with Turkish tourists and locals. Picked up from the airport, I was whisked through the Turkish countryside through the farmlands outside of Izmir until we reached the ocean.

(tomatoes being dried in the sun)

I ended up spending most of my time laying in the sun, jumping into the crystal clear water, then drying off in the sun again. It was also a wonderful opportunity to practice my Turkish since most people spoke little English. The experience though was complete with miscommunication as I missed a lunch date with a friends mother and ended up eating köfte (I’ve been a vegetarian for 20+ years).

My last night in Foça I went for fish and raki then off bar-hopping with friends. We laid on the beach watching the stars, Tarkan playing in the background, only to find ourselves later standing on the cliffs outside of the city drinking Efes watching the sunrise. It was a long and fun night. 

(watching the sunrise through Kayne colored glasses)