Final Day

Friday 12th October

Our last full day and the air felt a little cooler this morning, although the sun still shone brightly and warmly most of the day.

We went to Turunç to find a watch for Christian and get some more cash for final bills and hotel tips. We have decided that Turunç is a bit of a dump really so we wasted no more time than we needed to and got a taxi back as soon as we had got what we wanted.

Back at the poolside and Debrah was stung by a wasp, quite high up on her inner thigh. I think the wasp was on the lounger between her legs and when she pulled her legs together it must have panicked, as one would, and it stung her. Why does it always happen to Debrah? I’d seen the bar staff treating somebody else so asked for their help, so the poor guy had to administer the suction gun (ingenious device that draws the sting and the poison back out) to Debrah’s thigh and then the ointment and the gel before finally giving her an antihistimine tablet in case of an adverse reaction. It must have worked because within an hour the pain seemed to have gone.

We had lunch at the bar and retired to the hammocks for some peace and quiet away from everyone else and then Debrah suggested the hot tubs. I don’t really like hot tubs – I don’t really see the point of them and I don’t feel very comfortable in them. I half expected ‘Howards Way’ and her husband ‘Sleazy Tony’ to hop out of the bushes with a cheery “What Ho! – hot tubs eh? – do you guys like swinging?”.

We ate at the Beach Club one last time but we were both a bit tired and a bit sad to be leaving really, so it was pretty low key in the end. Allahasmarladic Turkiye - goodbye Turkey.

FINAL GUEST BLOGSPOT

candidate no 9: International Nouveau Riche
Him - like Bob Hoskins playing Aristotle Onassis. Her - well-maintained, designer clad constantly puffing on a Davidoff lady fag. Treated like semi-royalty by hotel staff and owners. We think she may be some minor european aristocracy - she certainly cuts a dash in proper Issey Miyake and a splash of D&G.
VERDICT: WHEAT They just make don't make 'em like that any more and I bet she says 'daaarling' really well

candidate no 10: Charles and Diana
Stuck in a loveless marriage, he is a good 20 years older. She was clearly a trophy wife (English rose, good haircut, eating disorder). We think he might have been in import/export and probably slaps her about a bit. She is probably desperate to escape and is shagging the hired help.
VERDICT: WHEAT - just too interesting to chuck away.