June 7, 2013 by brasiersarah
Warning – The following post may contain images that evoke feelings of jealousy. Not reccomended for those living in a cold climate or sitting at their desk at work. Viewer discretion advised.Sometimes I think to myself I really need a holiday away from my holiday. You know what I mean? It’s like I’m rushing around the world seeing all these things and eventually the stress just gets to a point where I need a break. This was our break. Admittedly that was a great load of crap I just wrote. I guess what I’m trying to say is this place didn’t feel you leaving guilty about missing something. Mainly because was was only two things to do trek to Olympos and relax. I forgot how much I loved doing nothing.These are the eternal flames of Olympos a chemical composition of mainly methane so it’s easy to see why I felt so comfortable here. Discovered officially in 1811 it’s said that the fires have been burning for 2500 years but stories tend to be exaggerated when they drift that far into history. I would describe it as a very humble flame nothing to in your face but just enough to keep its dignity. To be seriously it is a pretty incredible thing to see an apparent flame that burns for eternity. It’s a nice thought isn’t it?We were lucky enough to meet Dave and Suzie on our way to Olympos and got a batch of good old Aussie humour. These are the kind of people I talked about a few posts ago the kind that reignite that appreciation of meeting good people.Going to the eternal flames of Olympos? Whats the first thing you bring? Marshmallows of course. I understand lost in translation it happens all the time I mean we have been in many situations due to the misunderstanding of languages. However I fail to see how a whole “touristy” town can get it wrong. What do you think when you read tree houses? Does it take you back to when you were a child? Did you help your father or uncle build your special little get away. Just thinking about it sparks my childhood imagination and when Sarah told me she had booked a tree house I was over the moon. For the 30 minute ride down to Olympos I was on the edge of my seat waiting to see our tree house. How did we get up there? Was it a rope ladder and maybe we had to zip line down to lounges for dinner. Having your dreams shot down is something you don’t want to say in life but here I am saying it. Being lead to our “treehouse” was a kick in the guts, I wondered if something was wrong did they mess up our booking? Alas we had been taken to the right spot a wooden cabin on top of another wooden cabin with trees sporadically placed around it. Ok so it dose have associations with trees and houses but that does not make them tree houses! We met some friends on the boat that said being on a boat forces you to do nothing. It’s true your literally forced to relax because there is nothing else to do. This was our life for the next few days. Stop the boat, swim, eat, drink, read and sleep this more or less repeated it’s self for the next 4 days. What a life.We were left to wonder the streets of Kas for a few hours.We are lucky enough to have some pretty amazing beaches in Australia but I have never seem water as clear as this. The captain would tell us that the bottom was 50m down and you could still clearly see it! I was lucky enough to be “shithead” for a few rounds of cards. Some might say it’s an improvement. The beach at Ölüdeniz This was our captain.Our first paragliding experience got off to a really quick start, you are not really told much mostly because no one knows english. You get off the bus, they strap you in and just tell you to run and not stop. Simple as that. After shitting yourself for the first few minutes it’s actually quite relaxing. In between the photo shoot you did a few spirals and have a partial conversation through broken english. Something we would love to do again and Sarah says she ready for 60 seconds of free fall when we go sky diving next.Bananagrams is only to be said in a Canadian accent as is make for more fun. If you imagine scrabble without the board then you have Bananagrams an awesome game that can be played anywhere. Some Sangria on the beach never hurt anyone. Mosaic is the best restaurant in Fethiye, we did try somewhere else but chickened out at the last minute and retreated back to here.A 2 hour mini bus ride and 30 minute trek down a mountain with your backpacks and your in Kabak. A quiet get away from the English holiday spot to a land of yoga and free thinking. You got it, a hippy getaway.These breakfast views are unbeatable and may only be rivalled the ever changing scenes from the yacht. Another example of lost in translation. We were told a waterfall would be at the end of our little day trek into the mountain. Waterfall in Turkish is apparently swiftly flowing stream in english. But it was a beautiful walk so it didn’t matter at all. One of the views from our walk. This post has been pretty light on words I know but hey theres not much to say. We didn’t do much and we’re proud of it. I can’t wait to come back here and hopefully our job opportunity will arise and we are swept away for a Mediterranean life.