Saturday 7 July 2012
Travelling Times
This summer I am determined to go places.
I know I've already had a holiday to Kalkan, Turkey ( ahhh - wonderful, take me back...). Dave and I have also been to Devon for a weekend of cycling - and eating.
But I want more!
So in July I'm going to Mongeham, August I'm off to Jersey, then south of France and finally Turkey again - that's Kalkan followed by Istanbul!
Brilliant!
Sunday 29 April 2012
The road to Kalkan
Click on the buttons to hear some music on the road to Kalkan. (Actually, I'm flying this time but one day maybe...)
Saturday 28 April 2012
Dear Fairy Godmother,
Dear Fairy Godmother,
Where have you been? I've not seen or heard from you recently. Last year you seemed to be around quite a lot, and life seemed on the exciting side - but this year, I've found you absent and rather missed you. The dreams are there, plenty of them, but there seems to be a problem with them coming true. This can be a little disappointing and frustrating. I'm sure you know what I mean.
The thing is that I need you here to whisper in my ear that you believe in me. Sometimes I'm full of myself and can see life leaping and dancing away with me in the driving seat, off on adventures here, there and everywhere. But, then the shitty bits of life invade, rather rudely, and scare my dreams away. People call it reality, but it's not the only reality, is it? There I go again you see, questioning and mistrusting myself. I need you, fairy godmother, to tell me to stop the nonsense and stick to the dreams coming true path.
Just to remind you, here are 3 of my top dreams. No particular order, any dream will do. (I think there's a song there...)
1 Travel. I want to go places. Turkey is pretty high on my list, but I'm flexible! What will I do there? Explore, write, teach, enjoy!
2 Try things: climb mountains, sail seas, ski beautiful mountains, paraglide off cliffs etc. You only live once and I want to try more stuff.
3 Work on a film. I love making films, but I'd love to be involved with a bigger budget one. Maybe my son can help with that one...
Ok, so that's it for now. I'm not one of these people who think that every dream should come true. But if you're reading this FG then I'd really appreciate you stirring in a little bit of magic for me, just to get things moving. Thanks
1 Travel. I want to go places. Turkey is pretty high on my list, but I'm flexible! What will I do there? Explore, write, teach, enjoy!
2 Try things: climb mountains, sail seas, ski beautiful mountains, paraglide off cliffs etc. You only live once and I want to try more stuff.
3 Work on a film. I love making films, but I'd love to be involved with a bigger budget one. Maybe my son can help with that one...
Ok, so that's it for now. I'm not one of these people who think that every dream should come true. But if you're reading this FG then I'd really appreciate you stirring in a little bit of magic for me, just to get things moving. Thanks
Sunday 8 April 2012
Wednesday 15 February 2012
love letter to Kalkan
My dear Kalkan,
How I miss you! As these winter nights draw in I find myself sitting huddled round my computer, gazing into the screen searching for those long lost evenings of spectacular sunsets, dreamy dinners and so much laughter. Laughter: yes, I miss that so much.
I remember that first night of ours. Pitch black, almost silent; and we were lost. Even D had finally accepted that the sat nav was barking mad after it had taken us off on little detours into the wilds of Turkey on our night journey. I would have been unbearably smug about the superiority of a map in these circumstances - had I not left the map on the table at home, with the torch... and the mobile phone.
So we relied on memories of google earth. I'd zoomed in curiously on the Meltem Apartments in Kalamar Bay many, many times and noticed the swimming pool - on 3 levels, with a waterfall link. It looked fantastic - and unique. Therefore I got out of the car and walked in front, peering over walls trying to spot the pool. Several times we passed packs of dogs, hanging out on street corners - they totally ignored us, (we were travelling very slowly after all) but there was no sign of our holiday home.
Until we came to the steep hill. This was the understatement of the year. When hills were mentioned in Kalkan info we thought nothing of it. We live on a hill. We used to live on the steepest hill in Brighton - and we survived. No hills r us and we can take them. But this was more like a black run down the Matterhorn. We came upon it, started to descend and then swerved off swiftly onto a side road as it appeared we were on the brink of tumbling down into an unseen abyss.
And luckily this was where our holiday home was! And what a dream of a place it was - and still is. A little piece of heaven.
The next day we discovered that the hill (still steep but not quite so daunting) led down to the Mediterranean sea, that deepasforever, crystal clear sea that spent the next few weeks enticing us in and making us welcome.
We also discovered lots more about you Kalkan. Fantastic wonderful things that I'll remind you of when I write again. But for now
Kendine iyi bak
x
How I miss you! As these winter nights draw in I find myself sitting huddled round my computer, gazing into the screen searching for those long lost evenings of spectacular sunsets, dreamy dinners and so much laughter. Laughter: yes, I miss that so much.
I remember that first night of ours. Pitch black, almost silent; and we were lost. Even D had finally accepted that the sat nav was barking mad after it had taken us off on little detours into the wilds of Turkey on our night journey. I would have been unbearably smug about the superiority of a map in these circumstances - had I not left the map on the table at home, with the torch... and the mobile phone.
So we relied on memories of google earth. I'd zoomed in curiously on the Meltem Apartments in Kalamar Bay many, many times and noticed the swimming pool - on 3 levels, with a waterfall link. It looked fantastic - and unique. Therefore I got out of the car and walked in front, peering over walls trying to spot the pool. Several times we passed packs of dogs, hanging out on street corners - they totally ignored us, (we were travelling very slowly after all) but there was no sign of our holiday home.
Until we came to the steep hill. This was the understatement of the year. When hills were mentioned in Kalkan info we thought nothing of it. We live on a hill. We used to live on the steepest hill in Brighton - and we survived. No hills r us and we can take them. But this was more like a black run down the Matterhorn. We came upon it, started to descend and then swerved off swiftly onto a side road as it appeared we were on the brink of tumbling down into an unseen abyss.
And luckily this was where our holiday home was! And what a dream of a place it was - and still is. A little piece of heaven.
The next day we discovered that the hill (still steep but not quite so daunting) led down to the Mediterranean sea, that deepasforever, crystal clear sea that spent the next few weeks enticing us in and making us welcome.
We also discovered lots more about you Kalkan. Fantastic wonderful things that I'll remind you of when I write again. But for now
Kendine iyi bak
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