10 May 2010 – weigh in blues and back to the Mad House

Don't let the sunshine and blue skies fool you, it's a sinister place

Don’t let the sunshine and blue skies fool you, it’s a sinister place

So it was down to earth with a bump this morning. First there was a weigh in. Yes, I knew it wasn’t going to be good after a week of lazing on the beach and eating fancy food in restaurants every day not to mention all those ice creams. Turns out it was eight pounds worth of bad! Eight pounds! More than half a stone! Worse still it took me out of the elevens and back into the twelves, well twelve stone exactly. I could have cried. In fact I think I did cry a little bit. Continue reading

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9 May 2010 – washing, phone and election blues

Now that's a match I'd like to see!

Now that’s a match I’d like to see!

Apart form the massive washing pile I had my phone issue to deal with today. You remember the phone that was stolen from my bag at the airport? Yes, that one. We did try to find out if it had been handed in when we landed but it hadn’t. Let’s face it, I knew that was never going to happen because I knew it was in my bag when I went into WH Smith to buy the sweets and water and it wasn’t there when I got on the plane. It wasn’t lost it was stolen. Even so we queued up at the desk to ask in the vain hope of a miracle and, for our trouble, got looked at as if we were mad to even ask. Continue reading

7 May 2010 – at least my bum looks like a bum

Goodbye to our friendly Turkish bar man

Goodbye to our friendly Turkish bar man

One last morning lounging on the beach but we couldn’t quite relax because we knew we had a transfer and a flight ahead of us. Last time I stayed here I almost bumped into an A list film star (no names but think Pirates and Caribbean) in the corridor as I was checking out. It’s that kind of hotel. This time there were no film stars although we did see a sight that had me wishing I had my camera with me. Continue reading

6 May 2010 – belek and more overindulgence

Belek

Belek

Usually our holidays are jam packed with sightseeing trips but this one has been lacking in that department. Perhaps it’s because the hotel has so much to offer, especially as it’s all inclusive or maybe it’s just because it’s my birthday and the last year has been a tough one. Mostly we’ve been lounging on the beach and doing nothing much. Ok so I’ve been here before with Dream Factory, I’ve done the excursions, been up Mount Olympus at night and seen the eternal flames, visited Antalya, Side and so many hotels and markets I’ve forgotten half of them. As we come towards the end of the holiday though we thought we really should get out of the hotel and do something so we took a trip to Belek. Continue reading

5 May 2010 – lazy days

Lots of bridges to cross

Lots of bridges to cross

We spent the morning on the beach again today. By midday it was too not even for Commando who loves the sun so we went for lunch then spent the afternoon wandering in the hotel grounds. There are acres of them with beautiful gardens an artificial river running through and lots of little bridges to cross and recross. Close to the colonnade of shops by the beach there was a little wooden boat offering trips up and down the river so we decided to while away some time with a sailing adventure. We sailed all the way down to the gates of Troyland and then left the boat and walked slowly back. I guess it sort of counts as exercise.

When we were wandering back we stumbled upon a kind of pagoda hidden in the grounds. Turns out this is yet another restaurant, an oriental one. Tonight we went back for our evening meal. After dinner we sat on the terrace watching the sun go down and then the son iluminaire. The wonderful show was out on the lake with fountains and coloured lights dancing in time with the music. Breathtaking! It almost felt as if it was all for me.

The oriental restaurant

The oriental restaurant

4 May 2010 – a little trip to Side

Side

Side

After all the lounging on the beach we decided to actually do some sight seeing today so we got a taxi to Side (pronounced seeday). It’s an Ancient Greek city, founded in the 7th century BC by Greek settlers from Cyme in Aeolis, on a small peninsular packed with ancient ruins. As I’m a bit of a history geek it was something to tick off my places to see. The city was dedicated to the Goddess Athena (Minerva) and was populated by a piratical people. With its pretty little harbour it became one of the most important trade centres in the area and there are some wonderful ruins to wander around, city walls with a main gate, a street of crumbling marble columns, a ruined amphitheatre, baths, temples. Continue reading

3 May 2010 – paying for the overindulgence

I've never lounged so much in my life

I’ve never lounged so much in my life

In truth I didn’t feel at my best this morning. This could have had something to do with laying on the beach in the sun most of the day yesterday. It could also have been down to way too much food in the French restaurant or all the champagne. There was the beach champagne in the morning, the bottle in our room before lunch and then and evening of endless champagne cocktails. How much champagne can one girl drink? For someone who doesn’t normally drink this was probably not the best of plans but I don’t regret one drop of it. Continue reading

2 May 2010 – Turning fifty, maybe not as bad as I thought

Champagne on the beach

Champagne on the beach

Last night I went to bed in my forties and this morning I woke up in my fifties. Half a century. How did I get so old? Whatever happens now I’m closer to the end of my life than the beginning, unless I live to be a hundred and one of course but I somehow doubt that will happen. Does this mean I’m officially over the hill? I feel the same today as I did yesterday, the same as I did at twenty, at least until I look in the mirror and see the wrinkles and the saggy bits. Continue reading

1 May 2010 – Happy Anniversary

What a view!

What a view!

Waking up with sun shining through the balcony doors it took me a while to work out where I was. Through blurry eyes, with no glasses, I looked about me. A huge room, two massive double beds, Commando sleeping peacefully in the one beside me. On the wall a giant TV and, in front of it a sofa and a low coffee table with a bowl of fresh fruit, some dishes of nuts and a bottle of wine, an empty bottle of wine. This was the start of my last day as a forty something. Continue reading