Izzi and Sophie were dressed up and ready to go. Dave had secretly put his sat nav in mama's bag so he could take it apart in the restaurant, between courses, and discover why it wouldn't work in Kalkan. With mama determined to find a nice place to eat off they trotted into the old part of Kalkan. It was such a treat to wander along the harbour and up and down those narrow streets. Traders and restaurant managers invited their custom at every turn, but it was all so good humoured - and all really tempting. Dave thought it would be good to find somewhere reasonably cheap - as the day had been a little pricy so far! Clare nodded, silently disagreed and continued in her quest for the perfect meal that evening.
As it happened, the restaurant at the top of her list had just 1 table left, overlooking the harbour, and they offered free starters and free drinks after the meal. Mama didn't hesitate long enough for Dave to notice that it was a tad pricier than he may have wished and within 30 seconds they were sitting, looking out over the bay of Kalkan as the sun started to set behind the hills. It was so beautiful; couldn't be lovelier - or so thought mama. But she was wrong! The evening was all set for real magic.
It wasn't long before the waiters were gathering round bringing drinks and menus and the choice seemed just right, for everyone. The restaurant manager appeared and welcomed them to Kalkan. 'Was it their first night?' His friendliness and good humour rubbed off on them and they were able to discuss how many ways they could use the 3kilo bag of lemon salt as well as who they could realistically give barbeque spices to as Christmas presents, for the next 3 years.
The meal arrived - amazing. Rarely does everyone get exactly what they want from a meal, but that evening Dave had his Turkish sizzling steak, mama her stuffed sea bass, Izzi her parmesan chicken and Sophie her chicken amaretto. It was all sublime mmmm. The restaurant manager returned to check it was all ok. Lovely. The food that is; well and the restaurant manager too actually.
Sophie, looking stunning in a strapless white dress seemed to be having trouble with her hair. She kept tossing it this way, and that way, tying it up and then letting it loose. Her eyes seemed to be following something too. Oh yes, it was the restaurant manager. His visits to the table seemed to become more frequent as the evening progressed whilst Sophie still seemed to be having difficulties keeping her hair in order.
Dave got his sat nav out of mama's bag and started to look closely at it, presumably hoping to find a special hidden Kalkan switch. Izzi and mama giggled at this, but Dave didn't even look up. Sophie was completely oblivious to the sat nav situation as she was still having enormous problems with her hair and trying not to look as if she was watching the restaurant mangager. This was difficult as by now he was circling the table every 30 seconds or so, seemingly unpeturbed by the sight of satelight navigational equipment in pieces on the table. He was nice! He was funny and he looked good. He asked to sit down. Actually he asked to sit down where Dave was, but that wasn't going to happen, there were too many bits of black plastic laid out carefully in that place. So he sat down and chatted. Sophie was finding her hair completely unmanageable by now and was tossing it around like a 60s go-go dancer. The restaurant manager's questions curiously seemed to be aimed more at Sophie than the rest of the family. Had she been out much in the evenings? Did she like Kalkan? Could he help her with her hair? Would she like to go dancing?
Sophie looked at him and decided that perhaps she should be doing his hair, giving hers a rest for a while. And so Izzi and mama watched as the two of them tossed their heads around in the most bizarre headbanging type of courtship dance ever seen in Kalkan. Meanwhile, Dave was under the table looking for the small black bit that had come off his sat nav kit. Luckily, an impromptu firework display lit up the street at that moment - illuminating the missing widgit. A look of puzzlement crossed his face briefly as we saw his daughter sticking flowers into the restaurant manager's hair, but really he had much more important things to do - he was sure he'd almost cracked the sat nav problem.
Izzi and mama sat happily watching the fireworks, Sat Nav Man and most of all the hair dancers. Two lovely young people who had just met and clearly couldn't keep their eyes off each other. Was it love at first sight? Well, It really was a magical night!
Did Sophie didn't go dancing that night? Find out in the next post
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