Aug 24, 2024

A Maritime Odyssey



The journey continued, a pilgrimage through time and space. As we approached Fethiye, the ancient city's echoes whispered through the air. Babur, a fount of knowledge, painted a vivid picture of Anatolia's rich tapestry, its history a testament to the ingenuity and resilience of its inhabitants.

The Milesian School, a constellation of brilliant minds, had laid the foundation for Western philosophy. Thales, Anaximander, and Anaximenes, their names etched in the annals of history, had explored the mysteries of the universe, their ideas a beacon guiding future generations.

Alexander the Great, a conqueror of empires, had left his mark upon Anatolia. His conquests, a testament to his military prowess, had shaped the region's destiny. The cities he founded, Alexandria Troas and Antioch, stood as monuments to his legacy.

Anatolia, a crossroads of civilizations, had witnessed the rise and fall of countless empires. The Hittites, the Luwians, the Assyrians, the Trojans – their stories were interwoven into the fabric of the region's history.



We arrived in Fethiye, a coastal gem nestled amidst the rugged beauty of the Turkish Riviera. As we disembarked, the sea breeze caressed our faces, a welcome respite from the scorching sun.


Our home for the next few days, the Larin Su, awaited us. We dropped our luggage on board the gulet, a vessel steeped in tradition, its wooden hull gleaming in the sunlight. A quick bite in town, a farewell to our land-based guide, and we were ready to set sail.




The sea breeze, a refreshing contrast to the land-locked heat, invigorated our spirits. The sun, a relentless orb, painted the sky in hues of gold and orange as we embarked on our maritime adventure.

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Onboard, we reunited with the other members of our group, a diverse ensemble united by a shared love of adventure. Icebreaker games, a playful prelude to our camaraderie, filled the air with laughter. Some took to the water, their bodies gliding through the cool embrace of the sea. I, content with the tranquility of the deck, retreated to the solace of my cabin.



The evening unfolded, a symphony of flavors and music. Dinner, a culinary delight, satisfied our appetites. A dance party, fueled by the infectious rhythm of 80s music, brought a sense of joy and camaraderie. As the day drew to a close, exhaustion tugged at our limbs, and we sought the refuge of our cabins, ready to embrace the tranquility of sleep.




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