I stayed in a resort city about an hour outside of Antalya in a town called Side, where they have an ancient Roman street with ruins on one side and shops that sell counterfeit Adidas and Ed Hardy gear on the other side. I went to Antalya most of the days on the bus, It took me a little while to figure out the system, but once I got it, I quite liked it. They don’t really have bus stops over there, cuz I couldn’t find any when I started out that first day. But I learned that you just got to look at the signs on the busses going by and then just hail them down like a taxi. By the last day I was flowing and I had some of the drivers honk and pull me up to the next bus for the transfer.

The city of Antalya seemed to have two different parts, the outside part with its large avenues and apartment complexs and then when you cross over the large thoroughfare that circles the center, there was the old town that was nestled on the side of a hill cove surrounding a marina with many boats and yachts. The old town was a labyrinth of small streets and stairways and I explored the town all the way down to the marina and then down the coast a little bit where there were some fancy resorts and clubs perched on the top of some cliffs overlooking the Mediterranean. At one point I stopped at a place that had a sign in english in the front advertising lattes. I go in and it turns out that it was some sort of christian missionary place with americans working inside. It was all cool until I got the latte and then said to the guy ” man, it’s fucking hot outside”, at which point he kinda gave ma a scowl and I then got a cold shoulder from the others. Good thing that ain’t the only place in Antalya that got coffee.