Back home from Turkey - Istanbul and Cirali

So sad to leave Istanbul, followed by 33 degrees on a beach on Turkey's mediterranean coast.  Swimming in the clear blue, warm sea.  Reading Hilary Mantel's Wolf Hall  on a sunbed under a bamboo sunshade.  Drinking raki and beer - though not at the same time.  We stayed at a hotel consisting of 5 luxury, en-suite, wooden cabins in an orange grove, 50 steps from the beach.  In the evening we walked to various retaurants with delicious, freshly caught fish.  We cycled then climbed up a hill to see the Chimaera - an area of hillside where flames come straight out of the ground.  If I'm making it sound too good to be true, then it was better than that.  (Feel free to ask me more about the place if you're interested.)  In the next few days, I'll try to get back to reality and put up some pictures.