Day: 31
A knock on my cabin door wakes me up followed by a Turkish accented “Breakfast”. I mumble something and head up to the deck to find a spread of olives, tomatoes, cucumber, hard boiled eggs, goat cheese, bread, an assortment of jams/honey and tea. I am sure going to be spoiled when I get back to countries where my dollar doesn’t go as far. The captain tries to explain the day’s itinerary to us but all I understand is that we will head into Kas for an hour to walk around and look at the tombs in the cliffs, then travel west for two hours when lunch will be served. He said a bunch of other stuff but that was all I could decipher, I seem to be having the best luck of our group so far understanding what he said, so Akbar and Jasper just deferred to me and made me the bad-english to bad-english translator because they say I speak it fluently. I headed down to my cabin for about and hour to type up yesterday’s blog entry (can’t get behind, even if I can’t post it) and photoshop a couple of pictures.
After lunch we had been hoping the weather would clear up but unfortunately it stayed cloudy all day and the sea was too choppy to stop where the original plan had said we would. But in truth, none of us could really understand the original plan, so the new plan didn’t make us feel like we lost out. We were now on our way over to see the island covered in ruins where old St. Nick (yeap, Santa Claus) lived out part of his life. As I stood on the top of a cliff overlooking the Mediterranean it came to my attention that our image of Santa couldn’t be farther from the truth. This is a hugely tropical environment, where there is no snow or reindeer, (although I did see a few feral cats) and you would never need a huge coat. My childhood feels lessened.
After our hike around Santa’s island, we headed to the boat for a quick swim (extremely quick, the water is freezing), a shower for me, watched the sunset, ate dinner, and continued to drink until all of our vodka was gone. The captain of the ship had gone to town for the evening and came back extremely drunk around 10:30, stumbled across the deck and went to sleep on one of the cushioned deck benches. That was my queue to head off to sleep as well and hope for better weather tomorrow.
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I was wondering how long it would be before the classic Rob pose showed up. Now that I’ve seen it I guess I don’t have to look at anymore pics of you!!
Santa Claus from the Mediterranean?!?? since when?!?! omg my childhood memories have been ruined! but hey that cat is so adorable awwwww.
I never believed in that Rosey Cheeked Bastard anyway!! Sunset looks gorgeous. Nice to know your captain isn’t such a stiff and likes to turn a few back himself.